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thermitetermite · 6 months
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I return from the grave for one night only to post a Helluva Boss AU. Enjoy my delulu AU about a Christmas tree capitalist clown spider demon and his adopted cyborg clown son.
Also there is swearing and mentions of Fizzaroli's accident.
Mammon being a half decent step-dad AU
Mammon hears about Fizz much earlier though the grapevine (Paimon complaining to all royal demons about how his son got rid of all their shit bc of some clown kid)
Interested, he attends a show in disguise.
He finds that Fizz is good. Like, really good! Dollar signs start popping up in his head. Also the little bugger kind of reminds him of himself.
Immediately asks to buy Fizz from Cash Buckzo. He refuses at first because Fizz is his star but with strong negotiating tactics (money and threats) he caves.
Fizz is nervous about leaving his only home behind but is excited to be "adopted" by Mammon! His hero!
It's giving bought by One Direction vibes
At first Mammon was planning to just train him to be a child actor/clown, give him a TV show and pawn him off to someone to actually raise full-time. He wanted to be the convenient step-dad, not a full time parent!
That changed after the first couple nights with Fizz living in his mansion.
It started with Fizz handing him a red balloon horse.
"Alright, not bad kid, but can ya make a balloon unicorn?"
Fizz ran off to attempt to make it. That'll keep him busy for a few hours, guess that meant he could make some calls and... He was back already with the completed unicorn.
"Give me another!"
"Uh, alright ya little bugger, why dontcha make a Quevie?"
This back and forth happened for the next few hours, with Mammon judging the balloon animal, giving a few pointers when he messed up, and Fizz making the next animal he asked for.
Damn, this parenting shit is easy.
It eventually got so late that Fizz fell asleep on the couch trying to complete a kangaroo.
Sighing, Mammon picked Fizz up and carried him to the bedroom he hired someone to decorate. He tucked him into bed and finally after an entire day was able to make a call.
However, the first call he made wasn't to the networking company or his broadcasting station. Instead, it was to Lucifer, his self proclaimed best friend and a successful parent.
"What is it Mammon? Do you have any idea how late it is?"
"Yeah, yeah. I just had a quick question for ya. What do children eat? Cereal? Oats? Ice cream?"
Needless to say, Lucifer had a long talk with Mammon about how to raise a kid, stating it'd be hard work.
After hanging up and going to bed, Mammon had only one thought on his mind. To raise this kid better than any of the other Sins could. His boy would be talk of the town and the best clown in all of Hell.
That first week of parenting went about as well as you'd expect.
Mammon had the approach of being "The fun step-dad" which included eating candy for every meal, teaching him swear words and showing him how to do all the tricks he thought a capable child could do.
(These tricks may or may not have included tax evasion and driving)
Speaking of, Mammon insisted on bringing Fizzaroli everywhere. Including work.
"Mammon, sir, I'm sorry for filing the paperwork for the expansion of LooLoo Land wrong- is that a child?"
"Yeah, this is my boy. Look attem. Ain't he talented!" Cue Fizz hanging off one of his arms. "Whatdya think Fizzie? Should we keep or fire him?"
"Fire!"
"You heard the boy! Off withya, ya bloody cunt!"
"Bloody cunt!"
Mammon would belly laugh whenever Fizzaroli would copy his swearing or accent. When is children swearing NOT funny?
Mammon's definitely the type to have tons of pictures in his wallet of his kid. Fizzaroli does get a TV show, lots of interviews and the spotlight often but whenever someone asks Mammon about him he immediately opens the photo wallet.
(He would kill anyone who even touched it)
Of course he still has some of the Mammon-ness we know, bribing and pushing Fizz to do shows, acts, commercials and more, causing Fizz to start getting overwhelmed.
Then one day Fizz's accident happened (it's a canon event)
Mammon practically broke down Belphagor's door when he got the news Fizz was hurt, demanding his boy get the best treatment in Hell.
Mammon didn't sleep for the entire time Fizz was in that hospital bed, sitting beside him for days at a time just thinking about how he nearly lost him. He couldn't lose him.
When Fizz woke up/was stable, Mammon was there during his emotional moments. When Fizz asked if Mammon would replace him he scoffed.
"Fizzie, why would I replace you? You're in recovery right now. A break. Yer fans are dying to see that Fizzie face when you get outta here. You're more popular and more in demand than ever. You do the recoverin and I'll show you the huge profit we return."
Mammon to English translation: It's stupid to think I'll leave. You'll be able to return to the stage, I'll make sure of it. You'll get better and I'll be here with you.
Fizz eventually recovered but needed limbs so Mammon sent a request (demand) to the best mechanic in Hell, Asmodeus. If anyone could make limbs for his boy it'd be that rooster fuck.
Of course just because Mammon had faith in him didn't mean he wasn't picky in what he delivered.
"Can ya loop your arm like a bendy straw?"
"Uh, no."
"Then it's not good enough for you!"
Mammon practically sent Asmodeus a list of limb adjustments and upgrades that needed to be done every other week. All other times he had Fizzie trying all these different therapies, practicing with his limbs, and occasionally try doing a trick. (Not clown car driving after last time). Eventually he was mostly satisfied with the work and to celebrate "Ozzie not *HONK*-ing up" he started teaching Fizz how to play the guitar.
Cue a bit of a time skip of say 7 years.
Fizz has his hands in nearly every facet of entertainment. News, sports, cooking competitions (which he surprisingly sucked at), and of course comedy. Fizz didn't want to say it but doing so much had him tired, stressed, and anxious. He was doing this for Mammon, the person who gave him everything. He couldn't just let him down. He'd seen what happened to those that failed him. All those people who got fired for mistakes they made. He couldn't fail.
At the same time Mammon wants to get into the robot doll industry. Not sex dolls because he can't stand the thought of his (boy) brand being sold like that. Instead personal assistance robots that have all the features. It can make coffee, teach you yoga, be a parent, etc. but of course he needs the mechanical help of Asmodeus again.
Once again Fizz is taking trips to Lust to oversee the production of the robots. After 2 years of this the robots are completed (a huge financial success) and Fizz asks Mammon if he can stay with Ozzie.
Mammon is surprised but ok with it as long as he visits and does a show every now and again. Especially guest judging the Clown Pageant.
He doesn't realize Fizz and Oz have a thing until the Clown Pageant (his final one in canon)
Once it comes out, oh boy, Mammon goes full demon mode. Shit gets ugly. Mammon goes on his normal rant (minus the "raised you like the son I didn't want" part) and Fizz, unwaivering because he's seen this a million times, retorts back with all the anxiety Mammon caused. The acting and shows. How it weighed on him. How he was so scared of fucking something up and getting kicked out.
"I'd never kick you out! You're the crown jewel of my empire! My runt turned pick of the litta! I made you in my image! If I pushed you hard it was because you could be better! I raised you! You've got my training in your back pocket so I knew you could be a better clown than I ever was! All of this was for you!"
Eventually Mammon breaks down and asks why Asmodeus. He's worried about their relationship considering he's known Asmodeus since the beginning of hell.
"Why do you need to date him when you have my empire! If you need money, we have it! If you need companionship, we can buy it! If you need power we have that too! We built this empire! Your talent brought in a fortune and you've seen how to run the business! If you need your own power or your own space you can have it!"
"I'm not with him for any of those things! I know I have everything else here! But I love him Mammon! He takes care of me. He's kind, sweet, handsome, and supports me even on my roughest days. I love him."
"...he makes you feel safe?"
"Yes."
"He treats you good?"
"He treats me amazingly."
"You love him?"
"With all my heart."
"...ok."
"Ok?"
"I... Respect your decision. I'm going to make it about me but please bear with me. I know I haven't been the best at raising you. I can be overbearing. And clingy. And I pushed you to do a lot of things that were hard or uncomfortable or er... greedy. I haven't been the best influence on your life but I did my best and if I had to I'd do it all over again."
"Mam..."
"Up up up, let me finish ya little shit. You know I have a hard time letting go of things. And I was kidding myself when I thought I'd have ya forever. I forgot how fast ya implings grow up. I thought I could keep ya safe and smilin but I couldn't even do that right. The second most painful thing I experienced in my life was gettin kicked from heaven. The most was seein you in that hospital bed. I've been smotherin ya since. Yer my boy and I wanted better for ya. Thought I could protect ya if I pushed harder. Taught ya more. Did more shit with ya. But in the end you were always gonna have ta leave ta find a life of yer own.
Mammon paused, taking a familiar but heavily deflated remnant of a red horse balloon from under his hat
"I'm at least glad ya took somethin after me. Yer greedy like me and ya landed the best bachelor Hell has ta offer. I... I don't want to let ya go but... Ya need to do this. Live yer life kid, and live it better than me."
The fucking stadium was in tears (me too tbh)
Before Fizz could say anything (he was choking on his words) Mammon extended a card with his sigil on it.
"Remember I'm always here. Please... Call me if ya need me."
Fizz wrapped his robotic limbs around Mammon, bringing him in for a tight hug.
"I love you, Dad."
Mammon cried on that stage, hugging the son he always wanted.
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thermitetermite · 1 year
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Snippet #16
A magical creature is trying to grant wishes and give people superpowers. Unfortunately the popularity of Madoka magica, spam calls, and pure skepticism has made their job extremely difficult.
Magical creature: Hi! I'm here to make your dreams come true! UwU
The average pedestrian: Nu-uh I know how this goes. See you never demon!
Magical creature: QwQ
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thermitetermite · 1 year
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Wdym by "Writings outside of a superpower AU" here?
I mean other types of AUs, like royaltyAUs, sci-fi AUs, etc. I like superpowers and writing about heros and villains but I think branching out to other universes could be fun too.
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thermitetermite · 1 year
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Writing requests Question!
Hello all! Thank you for taking the time to look at my writing. I wanted to ask you, the readers, if you have any preferences of what I write next.
Would you like:
A. More full stories/prompts
B. More snippets
C. Writing prompts from others
D. Writings outside of a superpower AU
Or E. Something else you want to suggest!
Thank you again for reading and I hope you enjoy future posts!
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thermitetermite · 1 year
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Snippet #15
Hero was absolutely devastated by Villain's latest scheme.
Bank robbery? Nah, too cliche for them.
Assassination plot? Nope, Hero made them promise not to do that.
Hacking into Hero's Twitter account and posting things like "Going commando today 🤭" and "my skin in Fortnite sux 🤢🤮"? Bingo
Hero needed to stop Villain's heinous scheme fast, before they lose all of their brand deals and sponsorships!
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thermitetermite · 1 year
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Snippet #14
CW: Kidnapping mention, implied neglect
After months of planning Villain had finally managed to kidnap Hero.
Their heart and mind was racing. They actually got away with it!? Did they have that dramatic monologue ready? Oh the agony they were going to put Hero through!
However when they put Hero in their holding cell they didn't expect to hear out pourings of gratefulness.
Hero: I thought you were going to torture me? Why'd you take me to such a nice room?
Villain, sputtering: Nice room!? This is a dungeon! There is nothing "nice" about it!
Hero: But I have a bed! With a sheet! This is nicer than any room the agency put me in! If I didn't know any better I'd think you like me or something.
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thermitetermite · 1 year
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Prompt #18 - Dessert Creation
Tldr: After an awful battle Hero goes to a rooftop to mourn the loss of their beloved Villain. Hero sobs about their mistakes and the regret they have for not confessing sooner to Villain. Villain is alive mutual confession ensues. Hurt/comfort, Dessert Creation Villain x Hero
CW: Talk of death, implied death, burns, mourning, blood, dissociation
Hero had failed. They'd failed to recognize Supervillain's master plan. They failed to help when the other heroes needed them. And perhaps worst of all, they had failed to save their Villain.
They only arrived in time to watch Villain get burnt to a sugary crisp by Supervillain. The flan shield they created around themselves was no match for the raw firepower Supervillain released. The unrelenting blaze charred any chance of Villain's survival.
Hero had only processed what had happened next when they found themselves sitting on the edge of a familiar rooftop.
Everything felt like a blur to them. The burn on their shoulder was numb. The soot on their cape unnoticed. The dried blood on their hands the only evidence confirming they ended Supervillain's reign.
Hero sat there for what felt like ages, gazing upon the city skyline until the lights smeared and scattered across their vision. Tears. Once they realized they were crying it felt like a floodgate opened. They couldn't stop. Hero pathetically wiped at their eyes with the backs of their hands.
Why Villain? Why Villain!?
Villain was one of the few villains in the city who wasn't some deranged psychotic menace to society! Villain would never think of harming anyone. They were just some goofy Villain who trapped people in toffee or put office buildings in jello or some other major inconvenience. They gave out candy when they were arrested and offered other villains lollipops in holding cells. They ate sugar cubes chronically and paid hackers to get your Pinterest account so they could spam you with dessert recipes.
Hero wished they'd told Villain how much they loved them sooner.
Hero was sure if Villain were still alive they'd make a joke about smelling like burnt cookies. The ash left behind didn't offer such comfort.
They reached a quivering hand into their pocket and pulled out a couple crushed sugar cubes. Hero cupped the cubes in both hands, closed their eyes and brought their clasped hands to their forehead. With a croaky voice they talked out loud, perhaps hoping their words would be heard.
"I miss you. God, I miss you." They sniffled and leaned into their hands, trying to steady themselves. "It shouldn't have been you. I should have gotten there sooner. I should have known what would happen. I should have reached out more."
Their voice cracked as they continued.
"It should have been me!" They openly weeped. "I was supposed to protect this city! I was supposed to protect you!"
"How am I supposed to go on knowing you aren't here! How am I supposed to patrol what's left of this shit hole of a city without you sitting on this roof beside me?
How am I supposed to patrol without you insisting we bounce instead because you want to turn the sidewalks to jello?
How am I supposed to enter your lair without you demanding I open the windows you can't reach because you paid extra for them and don't want them to go to waste?
How am I supposed to laugh when I can't hear your dumb jokes? Or see you put on a shirt backwards because you want to see if I'll notice.
I'll never hear you crunch another sugar cube like some goddamn horse ever again. I never thought I'd miss that noise but right now... Right now I'd give anything to hear that horrific crunching sound.
I'm so sorry for everything! For getting you killed! For never reaching out to know you better! For being a coward who couldn't even tell you how happy you made me! How much light you brought to everyone. How much light you brought into my boring empty life! I love you! I loved you!"
Hero collapsed into themselves, murmuring tearful confessions of love and regrets. They were completely alone now in this world. Family long gone, a job that wouldn't take too kindly to "vigilante justice", and just losing the only person in the world they cared about.
It seemed like they spent an eternity crying when a stutter step came from behind them.
They turned to find a roughed up Villain standing frozen, mouth covered by their hands and tears in their eyes.
They couldn't believe it. Their body moved on instinct as they ran to give them the tightest hug, holding Villain's head to their chest as they cried into their hair. Both parties were a mess of crying and "I thought you were dead's".
It wasn't until 20 minutes later that they calmed down enough to even begin talking, still holding onto each other for dear life.
"I thought I lost you." Villain sobbed, adding to the tear marks on Hero's suit.
"I thought so too." Hero returned. "When Supervillain sent that message I flew as fast as I could, but I only arrived to see you..." They choked on the words while Villain pet their back.
"You got there in time. I would have... you know... But your arrival distracted Supervillain enough for me to escape. The moment she took her eyes off me I dropped beneath the floor using the flan shield as a cover." Villain explained.
"But when I finally got out and back to the fight no one was there. The only thing left was a trail of blood and tons of ash. I thought she..." Villain reached up to Hero's face, firmly cradling their jaw as if to prove they were there.
"I'm here." Hero whispered, placing a hand over the one on their jaw and leaning into it. Neither were sure who leaned in first but it didn't really matter. They shared a tender and delicate kiss, neither wanting to hurt the other more than they had been today. It was clear they both felt this way about each other for a long time. To Hero, the kiss felt like home.
When they pulled away Hero was the first to speak.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Villain's immediate response made Hero's heart sing. Their next move would surprise Hero even more.
"Let's run away together."
"What?"
"You heard me. Just me and you. The world thinks we're gone, no one will ask questions, so let's just leave. We don't have to play this stupid good guy bad guy game anymore! We can just go somewhere far away from this and live a happy life together! I want this. I want us! And I don't want any of this to ever happen again. I know this is sudden but-"
"Where were you thinking?"
"Huh?"
"I'll follow you anywhere, but I'd prefer some place rural. I don't think I like cities anymore."
The smile on Villain's face set Hero's heart aglow.
Two plane tickets and one shower later the two of them stood hand in hand on a runway.
"Hero? Is this a crazy thing to do?" Villain fidgeted nervously. Two squeezes on their hand turned their attention to Hero's face.
"Yeah. But I wouldn't want it any other way Sugar Cube." Hero said with a smile.
"Kiss for good luck?"
"Kiss for good luck."
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thermitetermite · 1 year
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This has probably already been talked about but I just realized it so here I am.
We all knew Belos was having Hunter destroy parts for a new Grimwalker (first episode of season 2 when Belos wanted the Selkidomus dead) but I never gave much thought as to why.
After the ending of the last season I realized that even if Hunter hadn't found out the truth of Belos, Belos likely wouldn't have removed his coven sigil which would likely lead to his death. Hunter was never meant to make it out (if the remnants of the other Grimwalkers didn't make that clear) but he was meant to be the last.
Knowing Belos he likely justified it by saying he was laying his brother to rest after ridding the world of witches.
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thermitetermite · 1 year
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Snippet #13
Hero couldn't believe their eyes. Their Villain had disappeared for nearly a month. They expected to find them in their next robbery gone wrong or worse, tied up in some mad man's basement.
Of all the countless possibilities that kept Hero up at night, Villain working at a cat maid cafe was so arbitrary that even the meer thought was laughable.
Yet here they were.
Hero barged in ready to ask question upon question. How did you get here? Did someone threaten you? Why did you leave without telling me? But before they could even ask Villain tapped at a menu signifying Hero needed to order.
One cute milk foam latte later and Hero could finally begin getting closure.
"What made you quit villainy? Threats? Change of heart? Lack of funds?"
"I like cats and I can play with them after my shift is over."
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thermitetermite · 1 year
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An assistant pokemon researcher discovering a new pokemon: "wow, this is so cool. I'm going to name your species Seelybumb"
Me, an experienced pokemon researcher angrily stumbling out of a bush: "You fool. You absolute scoundrel. You gotta wait till it says it's name."
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thermitetermite · 2 years
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Snippet #12
"Ha! Stupid Heroes! You'll never guess the password to shut off my army of robots!" Supervillain maniacally laughed over the computer monitor.
"It's PeanutButterL0ver with the o replaced with a zero." Sidekick stated with a deadpan expression while nudging Superhero over so they could type on the keyboard.
Supervillain's mouth hung open in shock as Superhero looked over in awe.
"How did you know?!" Supervillain practically screeched over the speakers.
"Are you psychic?" Superhero asked while eyeing the room for tinfoil.
"No. Supervillain literally has a Post-it note with the password right on the computer. You know it really is a wonder that you two are the biggest threats to the city."
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thermitetermite · 2 years
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Snippet #11
"Oh boy, I love karaoke night"
"If you throw on Barbie Girl one more time I swear."
"What? Don't act like you're better than me."
"I'm not better than you, I just can't handle singing accompaniment for Barbie Girl 17 times in a row!"
"Weak."
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thermitetermite · 2 years
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Snippet #10
Villain kicked Hero under the table earning a muffled gasp. Hero returned with a sharp glare, grabbing Villain's arm harshly and leaning close to their ear.
"Look, I know it's not ideal but we have to keep this under wraps until after lunch. Will one lunch really kill you?!" Hero whispered.
"I'm sorry, what part of 'our grandmother's are now best friends' do you think I'd enjoy?"
"Hey, I wasn't the one to show my Nona the Facebook Knitting group."
"Meemaw was lonely and needed friends. I just wish your Nona didn't come with lame baggage. I think you're jealous that your Nona likes me more than you" Villain defended.
Nona and Meemaw then returned to the table, laughing about something or rather. Nona then reached into her bag and gave Villain a handful of chocolate candies.
"You're such a good grandchild Villain, I hope my Hero here hasn't been too mean to you while we were gone." Nona affectionately patted Villain on the head.
As she turned to continue her conversation with Meemaw Villain unwrapped a candy and popped it in their mouth.
Although the candy was very stale, the look on Hero's face was worth every crunchy bite.
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thermitetermite · 2 years
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Prompt #17 - Pheromone Supervillain x Sentient Swarm Villain part 2
Tldr: Supervillain and Villain finally make and go on that amusement park date they planned. They start getting to know each other and the "quirks" they both have.
CW: Toxic behaviors, puking mention, possessive behaviors, implied stalking, bugs
Author's note: Supervillain and Villain both display some red flags in this story but both interpret them as romantic. They will be explored in future stories but I want to clarify that these shouldn't be romanticized in real life.
After Supervillain got home from the "bank robbery" they threw themselves on their huge pillow-covered bed and squealed into the closest one, legs kicking up behind them. It felt just like all of those dumb sappy movies that Supervillain had truly never cared for.
What was most surprising was that Supervillain had never been this giddy about anything in their life. Not when they planned their first heist. Not when they officially became a millionaire. Not even when their favorite cafe came back with their favorite seasonal item (Crab cake Eggs Benedict with an add-on of Strawberry french toast if you were so curious).
However, they now had a huge issue on their hands. What should they send Villain? What could they send them? This would be their first official text. This text sets the entire tone for whatever future relationship they have. It had to be perfect.
They spent each and everyday after their initial meeting pacing around their lofty mansion, often with a group of pheromone zombies to ramble to.
"But what do I even say to them? 'Hi, it's that Supervillain that interrupted your pen robbery. Wanna go to a theme park?' 'How are you doing today? Let's hang out.' 'How many bugs do you have and do you have a body?' all of them sound terrible!" Supervillain exclaimed in anguish.
Supervillain turned to making corkboards of texts and possible responses, eventually having a breakdown when one of them led to Villain breaking up with them. They could only be consoled with a cup of camomile tea, a warm blanket, the butterfly that they still had from Villain, and the first wink of sleep they had in 3 days.
Finally they had settled on a half decent text that read: "Hey, it's Supervillain. If you're still interested in going out I'm free this weekend. We could go to my amusement park?"
In total it took one week for Supervillain to gather the courage to text Villain back.
It took 10 minutes for Villain to respond.
In those 10 minutes Supervillain had already written away their future, believing that Villain would be tired and through with them. So when they heard that familiar ping of their smartphone their heart sank. They picked up the phone with shaky hands to read what would definitely be a rejection text.
"That sounds great! Count me in! See you Saturday?"
Supervillain felt their heart pound in their chest at those words. It was so stupid but the relief from hearing that was indescribable. They quickly replied back saying that sounded perfect.
Their next move was to get a gift for Villain, which they guessed was customary for dates. Luckily they had just the thing in mind and the perfect place to pick it up.
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The weekend couldn't have come soon enough.
Supervillain and Villain had spent the week texting back and forth. Nothing raunchy or risque, just casual questions and conversation. Supervillain often apologized to Villain for their texting issues and asked them to let them know if they ever said anything weird, odd, or rude as they'd never texted anyone before.
Villain thought it was baffling that Supervillain had never texted before but also kind of cute. They remembered what it was like trying to relearn how to text after becoming a sentient insect swarm and even though their experiences were pretty different it was something they had in common.
Villain also found Supervillain to be more wholesome than creepy. From their first interaction Villain thought they'd be some mega creep that wanted feet pics or something. They didn't expect to be asked what their favorite color was or get into in-depth conversations about what cartoons they watched when they were younger.
By the time the weekend rolled around Villain felt shockingly comfortable climbing into the backseat of Supervillain's hot pink limousine which was pulled over on the side of some backwoods dead end dirt road.
On second thought maybe Supervillain was too comfortable going out to the middle of nowhere to pick up some scraggly looking bug Villain.
Either way it was a bit surprising to see Supervillain in the back of the limo lounging on several pillows. The way Supervillain's eyes lit up at the sight of Villain could have stifled Villain's heart. Well... If they had one anyways.
"I'm so delighted you accepted my offer. Come! We have much fun to be had!" Supervillain beamed, clapping their hands to signal the driver to step on it.
"You really do always talk like an Englishman gentleman huh." Villain bluntly stated. Supervillain only looked in confusion.
"Whatever do you mean my buzzy companion?" Supervillain asked genuinely.
"...nevermind." Villain decided on not pushing the subject figuring Supervillain was just like that. "Anyways, thanks for the invite. You know I've always wanted to try riding a rollercoaster."
"My pleasure. Though I find it hard to believe you've never ridden one before. You seem to be a thrill seeker through and through."
"I have ridden a coaster before, just not since the Event TM." They emphasize the TM with air quotes. "And you're one to talk, you've never texted anyone before me. Hard to do in today's time."
"You should feel flattered that I took the time out of my schedule to send you a text. I'm a very busy person you know and to hold my time is an honor."
"I could probably leap out of this car..." Villain teasingly said earning an abrupt "NO! I mean, nope nope, you couldn't just back out now. I mean you could but we're already nearly there and it'd be a shame for you to scrap your weekend plans."
Supervillain looked somewhere between embarrassed and ashamed at their outburst. Villain sighed and sat next to them.
"I'm sorry. I... I shouldn't have said something like that. Of course you're free to leave. You're always free to leave." Supervillain murmured, using their hand to block eye contact with Villain.
Villain felt bad because they only wanted to tease Supervillain a bit. They didn't expect them to take it that serious but at the same time they could kind of understand why they had that reaction.
Supervillain has never met someone who didn't fall victim to their pheromones. Not even their own parents. So to have someone they could actually talk to and have a conversation with was probably something they'd never done before. They'd probably never texted before because they had no one to text.
Supervillain was one of the strongest people in the city. Constantly surrounded by hordes of soldiers and servants. The center of attention anywhere they went. Was probably the loneliest person on this Earth.
It wouldn't excuse any excessive possessive behavior but to completely panic about the thought of the only person in the world you can talk to leaving made a bit more sense. Even if you'd only met a week ago.
Of course, being the blunt Villain they are they wanted to confront this whole thing head on.
"Attachment issues?" Villain asked.
Supervillain looked at them with a startled jolt before looking away again, shame burning against their cheeks.
Villain hesitated with their next move but went for it anyways. They took a deep breath before leaning against Supervillain. Supervillain flinched before becoming still.
"Don't worry too much about it. I have attachment issues too but they're a little different from yours." Villain pressed into their arm at the wrist, pushing until it was clear to Supervillain that a wrist could not be there. Interestingly enough the hand still moved, showing the bugs did functionally act as that hand/limb? at least.
Supervillain seemed a little snapped out of their mental boxing ring by sheer amazement at Villain's wrist, however when they realized Villain was looking back at them they quickly looked off to the side. At least it was an improvement to before.
Supervillain was about to say something but was beat to the punch by Villain.
"I just want to say I'm sorry too. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable but I definitely did. I have a bad habit of joking at inappropriate times and going a bit too far. It wasn't fair to you, especially because you invited me to come. I'll try to be better about not saying things like that but please let me know if I'm making you uncomfortable as well. I understand why you're probably interested in me and that you're still learning how to 'people' but I'll also let you know if you're being too much. Deal?"
Supervillain was stunned because people should run at the sight of red flags. Being a Supervillain is usually the biggest red flag but maybe it'd be ok. Maybe it'd be fine so long as they stuck to the deal. Supervillain leaned against Villain and nodded, agreeing to the deal.
"...thank you.."
"Enough about that! Tell me about your theme park! I want to know everything about it." Villain asked to move them past the subject.
Supervillain slowly started to come back around. Talking about the rides they designed and a couple fun facts about them. When they finally got to the park Supervillain seemed to be their usual self.
When they got out of the limo Supervillain excitedly ran inside the park practically carrying Villain with them (who happily went along for the ride, pun intended).
They went on the twirling cups first. Supervillain was the type to keep speeding up the cups and Villain refused to back down from the challenge. Both of them needed half an hour to stop their heads from spinning.
Next they went in the classic haunted house. Supervillain thought it'd be a great bonding experience (that might have led to Villain jumping in their arms) but instead Villain wandered farther along than expected and scared Supervillain when they rounded a corner. Villain couldn't deny the little 'eep' sound they made was kind of adorable.
Villain then dragged Supervillain over to the rollercoaster, insisting on riding it with them. Supervillain, who only had the coaster made to make more money and because it looked cool, accepted the offer with grace and dignity. Of course all of it flew out the window the moment they were staring down a 10 story drop.
Villain did their best to comfort Supervillain but as it turns out many insects cannot stand up to mach 3 speeds even when there is a thin layer of fabric keeping them in place.
The ride ended with Supervillain gripping the handle bars till their knuckles turned white and losing the battle to keep their food down while a small pile of bugs were clumped in the seat next to them, some landing on Supervillain due to their scent while others were trying to fly back to the end of the coaster to rebuild Villain.
Needless to say both of them refused to go on another coaster ever again.
After another 30 minutes when Villain reformed and Supervillain could safely move away from the nearest trashcan they sat down at a table to take a longer break and possibly order some food (if Supervillain's stomach stopped turning in knots).
"So... Having fun?" Supervillain nervously asked, sitting in front of the life-sized cutout of themselves that seemed to be scattered around the park. It seemed almost comedic that Supervillain was their own mascot for their theme park.
Villain looked up from their plate of nachos (which Supervillain was trying not to look at) and nodded with a firm "mhm!" making Supervillain grin.
"As much as I'd love to stay longer I think the park is getting ready to close." Supervillain announced while pointing at their watch.
"Don't you literally own the park? Couldn't you stay longer if you wanted?" Villain asked while a few locust started munching on their chips.
Supervillain bashfully looked away, once again trying not to let Villain see their reaction. Villain took a relatively clean chip and gently tossed it at Supervillain, earning a curt scoff from them. They mumbled their response under their breath.
"... I'm kind of tired and want to go home to sleep..." Supervillain answered. It was already 10:30pm so Villain understood. They took another chip and ate it while getting to their point.
"You can be honest with me dude, I don't bite. Don't feel bad for getting tired. Let's get going then." Villain started packing up their stuff before Supervillain stopped them.
"We don't have to go just yet... I think I can go on one more ride before we leave." Supervillain said now more confident.
Villain thought carefully before choosing what to do. They didn't want another dizzying ride or something that would send Supervillain into cardiac arrest. No, they had something in mind of a different variety that still might give Supervillain heart palpitations. They gently took Supervillain's hand and led them to one of the most popular rides in the park.
The tunnel of love.
They didn't even need to look back at Supervillain to know they were blushing like crazy.
The duo hopped in the first boat available and started the ride.
For the first few seconds Supervillain was clammed up and scooted themselves to the edge of the boat, scared to make a move towards Villain. Villain, who figured this might happen, reached into their bag and brought out a small stuffed animal. Supervillain's eyes grew wide at the sight of it and unconsciously reached out to hold it.
It was a silky soft bumblebee plush. They had a similar toy at the park but they were usually much cheaper and made poorer. Supervillain looked back up to Villain, hands still petting the plushie.
"Where did you get this?" Supervillain asked stunned.
"Made it from a toy I stole. I hope you like it!" Villain chirped back. Supervillain was completely starstruck, scooting back over to Villain to lean on them. To take something of Supervillain's, improve upon it, and give it back. Now that was something Supervillain could be smitten by.
Villain snapped them out of their thoughts by making a small "psst" noise.
"Hey, what are you going to name it?" Villain asked, the chirping of cicadas growing louder with what Supervillain assumed was their emotions.
"..Would Buzz be to generic of a name?" Supervillain responded while nuzzling against the toy. Villain laughed but shook their head no.
Supervillain looked down at the plush in their hands and back over to Villain before mustering the courage to give Villain a small peck on their beekeeping hat. They couldn't be too sure but they could have sworn they heard a surprised gasp from Villain.
They suddenly remembered they also had a gift for Villain. Supervillain elegantly reached into the breast pocket of their suit and pulled out a small package. Proudly they presented it to Villain.
Villain's hesitation registered to Supervillain as an eyebrow raise before taking the package and opening it. Supervillain had to bite their lip to stifle their laughter when Villain squealed in glee. Supervillain then had to try and keep the boat steady when Villain threw themselves in Supervillain's lap to give them a hug.
"Bank pens!! You remembered!" Villain cried while practically squeezing the life out of Supervillain. Supervillain concluded that they'd rather die than have Villain let go.
"It was the least I could do for my favorite Villain." Supervillain tried to state suavely with it sounding more choked out. Villain took the hint and immediately loosened their grip slightly disappointing Supervillain.
"I can't wait till our next date. It's my turn to take you out and I have just the place in mind." Villain said causing Supervillain's heart to do summersaults.
With that the ride came to an end and the two walked hand in hand out of the park. Supervillain had the driver take Villain back home and despite being saddened that they were parting they were also blissed out by the amazing day and promise of another date.
The door to the limo swung open sooner than Supervillain would have liked. Villain got out but turned around to say a few parting words.
"Can't wait till next time."
"Me neither."
"I'll text you to let you know when I have everything arranged but in the meantime I'm happy to keep helping you with your texting skills. Just make sure you don't have another breakdown over possible texts with me, alright? You don't need a corkboard when you can just ask me things."
Supervillain nodded, reaching out to kiss their gloved hand. Villain smiled (at least they assumed they did under the veil) before walking off into the forest.
Supervillain got halfway home before realizing they never told Villain about their week long panic or the corkboards. They then remembered how much they ranted to the butterfly that Villain left them.
Supervillain wasn't sure how they should feel about this development but enamored was probably not the answer.
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thermitetermite · 2 years
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Prompt #16 - Invisibility
Tldr: Hero confesses their doubts to Villain. Villain refutes them. Minor hurt comfort, goofy and fluffy
CW: Mention of violence
"I guess I sometimes worry. I worry that I'm not enough for you. That you're not happy with me. That I'm dragging you down and holding you back." Hero confessed to Villain.
They were currently entangled together in bed after a long day of fighting. Hero and Villain made a deal to never fight each other but that didn't mean they stopped all together.
Villain ran a hand through Hero's hair, snugly holding them closer to their chest.
"Enough of that now. You really think I'd allow myself to stay stuck with a person like that. I ought to be offended you think that lowly of me." Villain tutted while placing a firm boop on Hero's nose.
Hero half-smiled knowing Villain wasn't that type of person but from the look in their eye Villain could tell they still were thinking that way. Villain gave deep sigh before leaning to rest their head on Hero's.
"Look, if I really didn't like you I'd just leave. And if I abhorred you as much as you're implying then I wouldn't have even let you lay a finger on me. I'd simply ghost you, quite literally. I don't even let other heroes see me so treat my company as an earned luxury." Villain firmly stated.
Hero looked up with the most adorable pout on their face.
"Yeah, I know that. When I tried to introduce you to my parents you just vanished. My family was convinced I was crazy for setting you a seat at the table."
"In my defense your dad looked like he'd kick the snot out of me."
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thermitetermite · 2 years
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For the tag/ask game!
How to Parent a Supervillain
Potential found family my weakness! Ugh!
But the title that most intrigued me was (unsurprisingly):
That sound aluminum foil makes when you shake it
Like what??? This is heroes and villains? Are they trying to guess sounds or something? 😂
Love (but now I'm going to bed),
@heroes-villains-side-blog
Prompt #15 - Sound powers
Tldr: When Villain is woken up in the middle of the night, they have a serious talk with Hero about their health.
CW: Mentions of possible sleep apnea, doctors, tornado siren/alarm, negative self talk, and surgery
Author's note: So sorry for the late reply! I'm trying to go through my inbox now but classes have me busy. I hope you enjoy!
Hero loved Villain and Villain loved Hero. It was obvious when you looked at them.
How fondly they looked at each other. How you could find them in the back of any party whispering and giggling to each other. How close they always were, sitting in each other's lap or holding hands whenever you saw them.
It was a whirlwind romance of the best kind. They wed after 2 years despite everyone saying it probably wouldn't last. It was because of their love that they compromised their duties.
Villain wanted to be with Hero no matter what, even at the cost of giving up villainy. Hero, not wanting Villain to be alone in sacrificing, gave up their active heroing duties.
Of course not all of their nature was denied by their sacrifices. Hero switched from active hero duties to desk duties and administration. They sometimes stood in to guard the building but nothing too much. And if Villain kept a couple secret deposit boxes and storage units Hero wasn't one to question.
Yes, the home they made together was steady and growing stronger everyday. However that wasn't to say they didn't go through some struggles.
Villain was sleeping soundly snuggled up to Hero when the sound of a tornado siren made them bolt awake. The sound completely surrounded them only caused them to freak out more.
"Babe! Babe! Please wake up! We need to get to the basement! Now!" Villain frantically shook Hero as they drug them out of bed. Hero got up with a start as well but only when they landed on the floor.
"Honey, what's wrong?!" Hero panicked while following Villain to the basement.
"Tornado!" Villain answered while curling up on the sofa in the basement family room. Hero quickly joined them, cuddling next to Villain and wrapping their arms around them.
"Hey hey hey. It's ok honey. Everything's going to be fine. Let's check the weather to see when the storm will be over ok?" Hero pulled up the weather on their phone only to be surprised when it said nothing about storms.
"Honey? Not that I'm doubting you but are you sure you weren't dreaming?" Villain shot them a death glare causing Hero to redact their question. Suddenly it dawned on Villain what made that noise.
"Hero? I think that was your version of snoring." Villain said looking shell shocked.
"No it couldn't be. I don't snore."
"But you have been complaining about being unable to sleep at night. And you've woken me up a couple of times this week when you startled awake. I thought you were having bad dreams but is it because of something else?" Villain questioned.
Hero sighed before answering. "I may or may not have woken up because it was hard to breathe. But I'm totally fine! Once I sit up for a bit everything's fine." Hero refuted. It was Villain's turn to sigh before cupping Hero's jaw.
"I know you're so strong and brave but you need to take care of yourself. I wish you had told me about this sooner. I don't know what you're going through but it could be serious. You might have some sleep apnea or you might even be starting a bad case of tonsillitis." Villain fretted while Hero refused to make eye contact.
"But what if I need surgery? What if they say it'll mess with my powers? What if I could never talk or yell again? I don't want to be useless..."
Villain was concerned that Hero immediately said they might need surgery but even more so they were worried about what Hero was thinking about themselves. Villain used their other hand to gently guide Hero's eyes to theirs.
"Hey. I know you're scared. I know you're hurting. And I'd give everything I have to make it go away. But please, never think you're useless, and never think that what you can do defines who you are. I love you and I'm so lucky to have you in my life." Villain tapped their wedding band against Hero's cheek reminding them that they chose to be with Hero. To remind them they wanted to be with Hero.
"Please take care of yourself. I'll happily take care of you too. I'll schedule an appointment for tomorrow and I want to come with you. Please? Will you please come with?"
Hero tried to look away but Villain tenderly held them in place. Hero just wanted to escape those pleading eyes. They hated making Villain worry like this and they knew Villain could see how guilty they felt. Hero closed their eyes before giving a soft "Yes."
Villain smiled, bringing them close for a kiss. They knew Hero had a hard time admitting when they needed help but Villain had their flaws as well. Both of them knew they'd pick each other, time and time again.
"Thank you." Villain cooed, scratching sweetly at Hero's scalp. Hero gave a pleased sigh and leaned in, eyes still closed. "Thank you." They echoed back, seemingly more relieved. Hero started to drift off as Villain adjusted both of them to lay in a reclined seat on the sofa.
No matter what the next day brought, they'd have each other. In sickness and in health.
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thermitetermite · 2 years
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Snippet #9
CW: Drugging mention
Hero is captured by Villain and is given a dose of truth serum.
Villain had a few theories about what Hero would spill. Government secrets, the inner workings of the Hero agency, a couple weaknesses, maybe even a super secret crush on Villain themself.
Unfortunately it turns out Hero is normally very opinionated but holds their tongue so Villain gets the roast session of a lifetime.
Hero: "Why do you look like the love child of Kylo Ren and the Green M&M?"
Villain, while sobbing: "Shut up! Just shut up!"
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