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It Happened One Summer Crossover (an Incredibles fanfic)

Summary: While attempting a date at the NSA's annual Summer Crossover, Mr. Incredible and Elastigirl instead get interrupted by supervillain Baron von Ruthless. But, despite their outing getting cut short, it's not all bad... especially when they get to work together as a team

A/N: Based on the Incredibles 2 comic 'Bedtime Story' with references to the Elastigirl prequel novel 'A Real Stretch'!

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Their first date - if it could qualify as that - was a rather simple affair.

Mr. Incredible had taken Elastigirl up on the offer to watch the “Mr. Incredible and Pals” short that had been aired while she was on patrol during the Supers Appreciation Day Parade. The film had been stored away rather quickly, at Frozone's insistent request, but it had been no hassle requesting access to the NSA vault for one quick viewing. Despite its flaws, Mr. Incredible still found the short to be enjoyable - a little sillier than he had initially anticipated the first time, but still entertaining nonetheless. Elastigirl found joy in the short film as well - it had taken her a while to quell the hysterics emitting from her being, the situation not helped by his own laughter resulting from her infectious giggles. They'd planned to linger around the premises some more afterwards, though plans were cut short at the sudden shrill of the crime alert - two robberies had commenced, one near the Municiberg Bank and another at the local jewelry store. They'd bid each other a quick farewell and sped off to deal with the disturbances in opposite directions.

Their second date had gone along far more smoothly. They’d decided to ditch the masks and instead spend the time together as Bob and Helen rather than superheroes Mr. Incredible and Elastigirl. They’d met up at Municiberg's central park, and spent the afternoon idly chatting about their own lives and the much more trivial matters they ran into as civilians. He told her more about his own life - from the discovery of his supernatural powers to the day when he received his Supersuit - an indestructible black-and-blue fabric designed by the quirky yet savvy Edna Mode. In return, he'd learned more about the life of Helen Truax - a simple Southern girl who'd spent most of her childhood right there in the city of Municiberg. She explained how Dicker had approached her some years ago after speaking at her high school assembly, offering the position with NSA in his collected and straightforward manner. As it turned out, his joining hadn’t been too different from hers. Dicker had confronted Bob at his high school’s gymnasium, blending in with the athlete recruits from several Municiberg colleges that had been on campus that day.

And so it was that they found themselves, yet again, on another date, the annual Supers conference opening the perfect opportunity to squeeze in a third.

The yearly event had been dubbed ‘The Summer Crossover’ by all heroes at the NSA, for the fact that they had to cross over the Metroville bridge to get to Chez Swank Hotel where it took place. Rick Dicker and the other officials held seminars that went over various subjects - super/civilian balance, secret hideouts, deathtraps… Really more of the same things that Elastigirl and Mr. Incredible were quite familiar with.

Which is why they devised a plan to rendezvous at the Incredibile shortly after arriving.

Elastigirl forced herself to maintain a friendly smile as she idly chatted with some of the other Supers, bringing the glass of punch that had been offered as refreshment up to her lips whenever she felt it faltering. Usually talk of a mission accomplished and criminals apprehended kept her interest, but it just wasn’t at the moment. Elastigirl’s mind was elsewhere, eyes wandering inconspicuously to the Super at the other end of the room, also half-heartedly engaged in talk with Gazerbeam, Gamma Jack, and Frozone. Mr. Incredible met her gaze and he winked. She blushed. It was the signal.

Finding a break in conversation thankfully was made easy for her, when the Supers she was with chose to head over to the buffet table and see what other confectionaries they could grab. She stole a quick glance in both directions, and then quietly walked away from the crowd and in the direction of the lot. No one paid her any mind, invested each in their own chatter. Mr. Incredible waited a few more minutes before following suit, excusing himself from the conversation to do a quick "check" on the Incredibile. Gazerbeam and Gamma Jack gave him a questioning look, though Frozone only laughed, remarking that he simply couldn't keep away from that vehicle.

True, Mr. Incredible did enjoy all the features his car had to offer, though this time it wasn't the vehicle that he was eager to see. He rounded the corner, treading closer to the secluded area he'd parked, until she finally came into view - Elastigirl.

She stood a few feet away, hands clasped behind her back and innocently swaying back and forth on the heels of her booted feet. She turned in his direction, a not-so-innocent look in her eyes as soon as she met his gaze.

"Howdy stranger," she drawled, her accented voice holding a playful lilt to it. "This your ride?"

“Indeed it is,” he replied back, smiling as mischievously as she was. She grinned even wider and took a couple of paces closer to her. She raised an eyebrow when he reached a hand out seemingly toward her, but then steered it toward the handle of the car, opening the passenger’s side.

“Ladies first?” he asked, gesturing inside.

She smirked, nodding and sashaying inside with graceful ease. He clicked the door shut and went around to the driver’s side, entering the vehicle and having a seat next to her. They exchanged a small, knowing glance with one another, and Elastigirl took the short moment of silence to enjoy being in his presence while also peering around his car. She’d only been inside once before, and even then it had been in the midst of the chaos that had unfolded with Blazestone at the Supers Appreciation Parade. Looking at it now, she had to admit that it was pretty impressive. The ‘Incredibile,’ as it had been called when the NSA issued it to him, was full of all sorts of gadgets and gizmos that could aid the Super in any kind of situation, with ejector seats, boat capabilities, and tons of hidden arsenal. All that aside, it was a fast vehicle in itself and not too much different than a sleek, high-end sports car. She knew he loved the car, and it reminded her of how much she still desired to have her very own means of quick transportation, namely, the Elasticycle - a stretchable bicycle able to adapt to her elasticity powers - that fellow Super Downburst had been in the process of creating. As far as she knew, there were still little kinks in the project that needed to be fixed, but she looked forward to the day that the bike would be finished.

A POP drew her attention back to Mr. Incredible, and she found that he had opened a new bottle of champagne, the frothy drink being poured into two identical wine glasses. She gazed up at him, eyebrow raised yet again.

"Belle Epoque, ” he explained. “Figured it'd lighten the mood." He reached toward the button-filled dashboard, switching on what turned out to be the knob for the radio. After surfing through a few stations, he finally landed on one that satisfied him - a smooth ballad with Sinatra's voice crooning softly from the speakers. He nodded, his eyes hooded at her as he leaned the seat back, sipped from the drink, and gave a content sigh.

Elastigirl shook her head, amused. "You seem to be rather prepared," she said with a chuckle. In all honesty, it wasn’t such a bad set-up - she appreciated the small efforts he took to make the most of their situation. After all, slower and more mundane moments were a rather rare occurrence in the daily fast-paced life of a Super. It was nice to get some relaxing time alone.

“As a Super, we always try to be prepared. Surely, you must know that, Elastigirl?” He shot her a teasing look, Elastigirl blushing at the way he had briefly rolled the r in her Super name, almost making it sound like a purr. Not many men had ever succeeded in making her feel the warmth starting to blossom in her chest - and she never tried to succumb to those feelings in the first place - but she was starting to find more and more as of late that it was becoming increasingly difficult to resist them.

“To us?” he questioned, glass raised and a quizzical look in his eyes.

She nodded politely, raising her own. “To us,” she responded smoothly. They clinked glasses, taking a few sips of the drinks.

A few moments later Mr. Incredible downed the rest of the beverage, licking his lips and savoring the flavor. He prepared to pick up the bottle and pour some more when he paused, gazing at the woman before him with newfound fondness. Bright amber eyes, smoothly-parted red hair, rosy lips upturned in a smile… a picture of near-perfection. He was surprised that she’d even be remotely interested in him - Robert Parr, mild-mannered and polite civilian, perhaps - but Mr. Incredible , a rather conceited, and ego-driven Super? He wasn't deaf or blind - he'd heard her mutter her own share of comments to other Supers and seen the roll of the eyes or scoff whenever his ego may have shone through on some occasions. Heck, it really hadn’t been that big of a secret that she herself had a reputation as a heartbreaker. Prior to meeting her, he’d had his own conversations with some of his pals in the NSA - Meta-Man, Dynaguy, Gamma Jack - heck, even Gazerbeam had all had their share of attempts with trying to win her over. None were able to succeed in that mission however. He could very well recall their words whenever the subject came up:

I wouldn’t waste my time. She’s not interested in holding a relationship.

She’s a solo-act. Prefers to have her “freedom.”

A real babe, I tell you that - big eyes, nice build - but to just ignore a catch like me? Major turnoff, pal.

What can I say? Her eyes simply weren’t on me.

Mr. Incredible wasn’t too disappointed at first. He’d never really known her that well, and if anything, there were plenty of other women who did appreciate his brawn and confidence right off the bat. But once they’d actually worked together, he saw a different side to her - one that was capable of living up to her flexible name and not necessarily desiring to work solo all the time as she had once preferred. As he once preferred. Because with her, things were different. Teamwork was something to look forward to if it meant being by her side. She too had slowly been warming up to him, opening up a little more each time they’d stop for a brief chat as they ran off to stop crime, or as they shot the breeze at the store or park as their civilian selves. He was sure she liked it - why else would she bother? Then, the questions began to hit him. Was he just a fling? Why would she be stringing him along if that was the case? Would he end up like all the other Supers who exhausted their chances? Or did she feel the same way he did? In his mind, there was only one way to find out.

Mustering courage, he began to cautiously lean forward, an almost expectant look in his eyes. Elastigirl’s own eyes widened for a brief moment, and he nearly regretted his action - had he been too forward? Mr. Incredible’s worries however were instantly quelled when she gave a small grin, and tilted her head closer toward his - practically an invitation to follow through with his intentions. He easily complied, heavy eyelids closing as he met her halfway.

It was quick - a soft brush of the lips before pulling away the in the next moment, a light blush rising in both their cheeks.

It was quiet for a moment, neither knowing exactly what to say following such a swift, chaste kiss. Mr. Incredible broke the silence first, forcing out a chuckle and awkwardly rubbing the back of his head with a gloved hand.

"Heh… not the most incredible kiss to offer, huh?"

Elastigirl only shrugged, an almost indifferent look in her expression had the rosy tint of a blush in her cheeks not giving her true emotions away. "I suppose it could have gone better," came the nonchalant reply.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Well?" she asked, sounding a little demanding. "Are you going to try again, or are you going to just keep me waiting?"

It took a moment for Mr. Incredible to process what she’d asked of him, but once he’d registered her positive response, he was pleased, unable to help the grin that spread on his face. He leaned back in and took her once more, careful to apply more pressure against her mouth. To his delight, she responded enthusiastically, a quiet moan escaping her as she tilted her head for a better angle. They broke it off a moment later; his lips hovering over hers as they both took a moment to catch their breaths. He watched her eyes flutter open and he smiled at the sight of them sparkling.

It was Elastigirl who leaned back in first, kissing him again with fervor, moving her lips so skillfully, so softly against his that he swore he’d forget how to breathe. They parted again, and then leaned back in again, a few short pecks exchanged before backing off for air, foreheads against each other's. Their cheeks were flushed, both breathing heavily from the sudden rush of arousal that had befallen upon them in such a sudden manner.

"Should we be doing this?" Elastigirl suddenly asked in concern. "Opening ceremony is about to start very soon, you know."

He merely shrugged, tucking a loose strand of her red hair back in place behind her ear before cupping her cheek. "We've still got time," he replied huskily.

Despite Elastigirl’s desire to return to the convention, it was nothing compared to her desire to remain put. After all, she wasn't in too big of a rush to sit through another boring speech, when she could instead enjoy the company of her new lover. She settled for the latter, inching herself closer to his face and anticipating the feel of his lips on hers once more when --

BANG!!

A sudden, sharp noise tore them apart from their intimate bubble, followed by screams. Elastigirl and Mr. Incredible whipped their heads toward the direction of the noise, looking out the car’s window and seeing its source. The pair gasped, because right there, in the middle of the Chez Swank Hotel’s expansive courtyard, was a two-story juggernaut of destruction. The monstrous machine towered over the Supers there, now seemingly powerless to stop him as the villain inside was using a strange ray-like contraption to drain all of their powers out. Mr. Incredible peered closer, getting a good look at the mustachioed man laughing maniacally with a cape and monocle, and then gasped.

"That's Baron Von Ruthless!" he bellowed, launching himself out of the car in an instant. "He's attacking the opening ceremony with his Mayhem Machine!" Mr. Incredible gritted his teeth in anger. Of all the luck, he had to show up! Harming his friends, and ruining his date! Well then, he would certainly pay! He began to charge towards the scene, when a pair of elastic arms suddenly wrapped themselves tightly around him, forcing him to stop.

"Hey, hey, hey! Wait a minute, stop!” Elastigirl cried out, holding him steadfast. “Sure, we have to stop him, but we also have to be smart about it too. Besides…. I still don't want folks to know we’re dating yet…"

This made Mr. Incredible stop his struggling. He turned to look at her, the woman retracting her arms back into place at her sides. She gently bit at her bottom lip and averted his gaze, uncharacteristically shy. And that’s when he remembered the promise he made her, upon their very first date: that she did not want their relationship out in the open. He remembered how teased Downburst had been when he quietly revealed his enamour with the Super Blazestone. She didn’t want the same rumors to be floating around about them just yet. Yes, there was attraction, but they were not sure if things were going to get serious just yet. And so, keeping it on the hush was the best option at the moment.

He let out a breath and nodded. “Okay.”

She returned the nod. “I have a plan…."

A few whispers into his ear later, coupled with some gestures for visualization, the two Supers had come up with a way to defeat the evil villain. Mr. Incredible prepared to run off again, but he was stopped once more by Elastigirl.

“Wait!”

He turned to look at her again, expecting her to add on some other detail she might have missed, but was surprised when she instead wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned in, and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. He blinked stunned, and she smirked.

“For good luck?” she said, patting his shoulder. “Now go, before the rest of the Supers get smashed.”

Mr. Incredible smiled, catching her chin and tilting his head down to deposit his own quick kiss before heading off, his focus set. He had a notorious baddie to stop. And one amazing woman to help him do so.

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Things were looking quite grim in the courtyard. Supers, reduced practically to nothing more than regular civilians, ran amok, some running off to hide, others still trying to defeat the villain by throwing what they could at him - tables, chairs, food from the buffet. But all of it was useless against him.

“Fools!” Baron von Ruthless cried out. “Haven’t you figured it out yet? My Mayhem Machine’s ray neutralized your super abilities. You’re powerless! How careless of you to all gather in one place like this. But it does make destroying you that much easier! Ha ha haaa!” He laughed out crazily.

Below, the Super Apogee looked up in dismay, struggling for the past few minutes to summon her solar-powers. “He’s right,” she admitted. “Our powers are gone… everybody run! ”

She made to bolt, but Baron von Ruthless’s Mayhem Machine slammed right in front of her before she could make a move.

“Ah, ah, ah, not so fast!” Baron said. “It’s too late for that. Time to die , Supers!” He switched a lever, and one of the Mayhem Machine’s large fists came flying down, ready to crush her and the other Supers in the vicinity. The heroes screwed their eyes shut, bracing for impact, when all of a sudden…

… BOOM!

Another fist met the Mayhem Machine’s halfway in a thunderous collision that sent Baron and his machine careening backwards. The villain gave a startled cry, knocked about from his seating, and then looked up, slack-jawed when he saw the one Super who seemed to still have his powers.

“It looks like you were careless, too, Baron,” Mr. Incredible said, hands on his hips and a growing smirk on his face. “You overlooked me. ”

Baron von Ruthless narrowed his eyes. “Mr. Incredible! Got lucky, eh? But not lucky enough.” He righted the machine back to its standing position and spoke confidently. “You see, even with your powers, you’re no match for me! My Mayhem Machine is composed of the strongest titanium steel alloy, powered by a cold fusion reactor, lined with highly sophisticated microcircuitry…”

On and on, the Baron continued with his boasting, all of it going in one of Mr. Incredible’s ears and out the other. He had had run-ins with the villain before, and if there was one thing he knew quite well about him was that Baron von Ruthless, like other super villains, loved to boast about his inventions and ‘inevitable defeat’ that he was sure to impose on the Supers. Elastigirl knew this too - which is why she was utilizing this time to her advantage. With the gigantic robot and its equally gigantic seams, she was able to flatten herself out and slip inside the machine. And, in tuning out Baron’s rambling, he could hear that she was so far successful in tearing out every wire that she could find within it.

Mr. Incredible held in a chuckle. That foolish Baron, he thought to himself. He’s practically drawing out a map for her of what to break!

Finally, after what seemed like hours, Baron von Ruthless reeled himself back to the moment. “... But enough talk! Now that the Mayhem Machine’s ray has recharged, I’ll neutralize your powers, and crush you like a bug!” He cackled, and went to press the button. But, instead of the whirring of the machine charging up for a powerful blast of power, it beeped angrily.

Baron gasped. “ What? ‘System Error’?! IMPOSSIBLE! Baron von Ruthless does not make errors!” He pressed down on the button with more force than before, again and again and again, getting the same result over and over and over.

Mr. Incredible watched with glee, the machine trembling uncontrollably now and sending out sparks. “Looks like you’re having technical difficulties,” he teased. “Have you tried turning it off? Oh, wait… let me!”

Rearing back his fist, Mr. Incredible charged full speed ahead at the robot, seeing Elastigirl slip out of the machine right as he packed a powerful, earth-shattering punch right onto it! The strong force did the trick, and the machine exploded into a dozen pieces, its parts soaring across the air in different directions. Screaming, Baron von Ruthless also flew through the air, caught by his cape before he landed on the ground by none other than Mr. Incredible himself.

As soon as the dust settled, and the Supers gathered enough of their senses, the cheering began.

“Whoa! Did you see that? Mr. Incredible just stopped Baron von Ruthless!”

“Woo-hoo! We’re saved!”

“Yeah! Take that, Ruthless!”

Mr. Incredible basked in the praise, grinning as Frozone trotted up and patted his friend upon the back.

“That. Was. Incredible! ” the cool Super exclaimed. “I mean, of course it was – you’re Mr. Incredible!”

The hero chuckled and held up a hand. “Well, the thing is, Frozone, I didn’t do it alone…” His gaze flicked to the side, searching out and finding Elastigirl. She was standing away from the crowd of Supers that had formed around Mr. Incredible and silently watching with pride. At the implication of her involvement though, she raised a finger to her lips in a shushing motion. He quickly reworded what he was going to say.

“-- ah, well, I mean, I know that I wouldn’t have had to do it alone if you’d all had your powers…. which I’d imagine professor genius can restore by reverse-engineering the robot’s technology.”

Elastigirl nodded approvingly, a slick smile on her face. Oh, he had wanted to tell the others that it had been a team effort - wanted to let them know it was this amazing, beautiful Super who had done most of the work in defeating the so-called “Mayhem Machine.” But, he respected her wish, and didn’t disclose their collaboration. After all, it was still only just the beginning of their relationship.

Thankfully, the other Supers did not question him further on the matter and continued celebrating.

But for once, Mr. Incredible did not pay any mind to the applauds. He only had Elastigirl on his mind, a blush heating his cheeks at the epiphany that befell upon him at that moment. He loved her, with all his heart. He wanted to kiss her again, he wanted to hold her hand and show her how much she meant to him. And, perhaps one day, they really could tie the knot - settle down, and actually have a family of their own.

He grinned wider, the thought of potentially having a child that would carry on their legacy brightening the mood all the more. He flashed her a quick appreciative glance. But Elastigirl put her finger upon her lips again. Ah, right. As promised, he knew he had to take things slow, for her sake. He didn't want to make it seem as though they were rushing things through their fairly new relationship. She’d broken many hearts before… who's to say he'd be the one she'd stay with now? He silently hoped that she would choose him however - he couldn't imagine spending the rest of his life with anyone else, Super or Civilian.

Not only did they make a good team against villains, but Mr. Incredible knew that they would make a good team in life, too… and that they would do great things together.

Perhaps, he thought with a snicker, even incredible things.

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martianbugsbunny · 7 months

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Incredibles 3 Idea?

I don’t really want an Incredibles 3 but hear me out: it revolves around Violet, Dash, and Jack-Jack as adults. If this idea is not entirely revolting to you (or if it is, and you enjoy being disgusted), go ahead and read on!

When the movie opens, they’re kind of distant from each other. That’s like the establishing vibe. Maybe living in different cities, maybe just in different parts of Metroville. I’m going with none of them being as close as they used to be, but Dash and Vi are closer than Dash and Jack or Vi and Jack. After all, Dash and Vi were siblings for nine/ten years before Jack was born, so it tracks that they might stay more in contact (not saying it’s the right way to approach a relationship with a younger sibling, just saying I understand that it could happen). This also gives the potential for interpersonal tension between Jack and his older sibs.

Let us examine this scenario to establish what’s going on: we get a short montage of Vi’s college graduation, Dash’s high school graduation, the days they move out, some family dinners after that where first Dash stops showing up, and then Vi is a less frequent visitor, and finally even Jack isn’t going to his parents’ for dinner anymore. We also get some shots of the kids themselves, working or hanging out with other people, ignoring each other’s calls/texts or responding with as little as possible. That sets up that the family is drifting apart as the kids grow older.

Then Violet goes to have lunch with her mom one day. Helen mentions something going on in Jack’s life that Vi really should know, so it’s significant that she doesn’t. We see realization dawn on Helen’s face, and she looks a little bit sad, bc she wanted her kids to be friends even when they were adults. After lunch, Vi calls Dash and he sounds sort of surprised to hear from her, and she asks if he knew about Event XYZ that happened with Jack. He doesn’t know either, and the two of them also start to figure out that they aren’t where they want to be with each other. Vi invites Dash over to her house and it takes work to figure out a time that meshes for both of their schedules, but they do make it work.

Now that that’s been worked through, Important Point Two: the Parr kids aren’t all superheroes anymore. In fact, let’s say neither Dash nor Vi is a superhero for part of the story.

Vi is married and living the life she always dreamed of: she’s normal. Because as much as her character evolves (and trust me, I could go on about that for a pretty long time, too) her deep desires don’t really change. She steps up when she’s needed, and she likes feeling that she’s making a difference, but she still truly wants to be able to quit. So when, after superheroes are re-legalized, new supers step up to the plate, Vi quietly makes her exit from the superhero world. She has some job, not quite sure what, but it makes her happy, and she has a wife.

Dash is a single father, so he doesn’t have the time to do superhero things, even though that’s the life he always wanted. He’s dealing with twin babies, and eventually that leads him to move back into Bob and Helen’s house, because as hard as he’s trying he just can’t seem to get by on his own. After that, he starts sneaking out to superhero, but when he nearly gets injured on a mission, Bob sits him down and tells him no-holds-barred that his job now is to be a father, and that his children need him to come home at the end of every day. Bob talks about how much he regrets when he started superheroing behind his family’s backs, way back in the first movie, but let’s say Dash doesn’t listen, and then he disappears.

Jack is the one who’s still out there doing superhero things. He has a superhero SO that he fights crimes with, he’s one of the most popular superheroes in Metroville, and he’s pretty rich, with a nice apartment in the city. Maybe he gets engaged and that’s the big news Vi doesn’t know about. But he’s also low-key miserable, bc he misses the family dinners and having his older sibs around.

Helen and Bob enlist Vi and Jack to find Dash. He’s been missing for several days, and he hasn’t answered any calls/texts. Jack is thrilled, because it means he gets to work side-by-side with his big sis, but he’s also nervous. Obvi we get this in the shape of a scene where he’s jabbering on about it to his SO, because that’s fun. Vi accepts that she needs to be a superhero again, no hesitance, no reluctance, because this is her little brother we’re talking about; her wife isn’t too happy about it, both because she doesn’t want Vi to die and because she knows Vi isn’t much into the supering anymore, but she knows this is something Vi has to do so she’s supportive.

I don’t know what kind of villain abducted Dash while he was on one of his missions. If somebody has a good idea feel free to throw it out. But there’s a big family rescue operation, and the kids become friends again during the process, and it carries on the grand Incredibles tradition of balancing superhero stakes with family dynamics. Of course Dash is saved, and everything turns out alright, and at the end, Helen and Bob have a moment where they get to look at their kids hanging out and laughing about their adventure together, and they know they did good.

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lovelabproductions · 2 years

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After a summer incident 9 years ago, Ludovica gained strange superhuman abilities. Now Ludovica has moved out to Metroville as a budding hero, also known as Divine. With the guidance of an retiring Mr. Incredible, she trains to control her powers and fight crime. But when Ludovica meets Syndrome, a notorious villain, her life takes an unexpected turn. *An Incredibles fanfic* Reading this will make your day better. #Divine Intervention #webcomic #WEBTOON

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cinema-hallucinations · 9 days

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Prompt: Generate a movie concept involving the hassles of getting insurance in a world full of superhero-powered destruction.

Title: Damage Denied

Tagline: Saving the city is expensive. Getting paid for it is impossible.

Logline: In a city constantly on the verge of superhero showdowns, insurance salesman Dennis "Deny" Daniels excels at finding loopholes to reject superhero-related claims. But when a rogue hero unleashes chaos, Dennis' own life is turned upside down, forcing him to team up with a disgruntled adjuster to navigate the bureaucratic nightmare of getting his own claim approved, all while dodging falling debris and disgruntled supervillains.

Setting:

Metroville: A bustling metropolis where superheroes are commonplace. However, their battles leave a trail of destruction for ordinary citizens to deal with.

Characters:

Dennis "Deny" Daniels: A cynical insurance salesman with a knack for finding ways to deny superhero-related claims. He thrives on commission and lives a comfortable life, insulated from the city's chaos.

Beatrice "Bea" Ramirez: A jaded insurance adjuster who processes claims with a no-nonsense attitude. Burned out from dealing with superhero-related mayhem, she longs for a simpler time.

Titan: A once-beloved superhero now labeled a rogue due to his increasingly erratic behavior.

Mr. Bigshot: A greedy insurance company CEO obsessed with maximizing profits and minimizing payouts.

Plot:

Dennis, known for his ruthless efficiency in denying claims, relishes his comfortable life away from the city's chaos. But when Titan, a once-beloved hero, goes rogue during a battle with his arch-nemesis, Dennis' apartment building is trashed. Now forced to file a claim himself, Dennis finds himself at the mercy of the very system he exploited.

His assigned adjuster, Bea, is a cynical woman who shares Dennis' distaste for the constant superhero-related damage. Together, they navigate the labyrinthine bureaucracy of the insurance company, facing endless red tape, absurd policies, and the ever-present threat of Mr. Bigshot, who sees Dennis' claim as a potential precedent for mass payouts.

As they fight the system, Dennis and Bea discover that Titan's actions were motivated by a sinister plot orchestrated by Mr. Bigshot to boost insurance premiums. They must find evidence and expose the corruption, all while evading Titan and the city's ongoing superhero mayhem.

Themes:

The hidden costs of superhero existence on ordinary citizens.

Corporate greed and exploitation in a world with extraordinary threats.

Finding unexpected allies in the face of adversity.

Questioning the true role of superheroes in society.

Possible Endings:

Dennis and Bea expose the conspiracy, leading to reforms in the insurance industry and a crackdown on irresponsible superheroes.

Dennis and Bea are forced to go rogue to expose the truth, becoming unlikely heroes themselves.

The situation remains unresolved, but Dennis and Bea find a new sense of purpose in fighting the system.

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grcycosmcs · 1 month

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*&* – was that [ diana silvers ] ? oh no no , that was just [ violet parr ] , a [ canon character ] from [ disney's the incredibles ]. they are [ twenty two ] years old , use [ she / her ] , & [ are ] aware that they are not actually from washington dc.

B A S I C S .

dc arrival : december 2018

current occupation : personal security

canon point : up to date

pronouns : she/her

memory status : unaffected

I N F O R M A T I O N .

full name : violet parr

nicknames : none

age : twenty four

birthday : july 14

homeplace : metroville, usa

previous location : metroville, usa

native language : english

traits : protective, reserved, curious, irritable, observational

C A N O N T I D B I T S .

more strictly canon information can be found by clicking the wiki linked at the bottom.

she was the oldest of three children born to a pair of forcibly retired superheroes in the mid 20th century.

much like the rest of the parrs, she was born with supernatural abilities, hers being the ability to make herself invisible & create near-indestructible force fields.

she had to properly utilize her powers for the first time as a teen, when her family was first put into direct danger.

B I O G R A P H Y .

this includes canon information, as well as headcanons. this contains SPOILERS.

gifted with the powers of invisibility & force fields, violet was the first of the three supernatural children born to a pair of former heroes. as supers had been forced to hide their powers in public after the loss of societal support, she grew up unable to use or widely experiment with her abilities, & her father's refusal to quit using his own meant the parrs had to move around the city often to avoid legal trouble. as such, she struggled with confidence & it was difficult to form lasting connections as a child. when she was a teen, her father's attempt at reliving glory days caught the attention of a villain searching for him. when her mom goes out looking for him while he's out on a "business trip", violet & her brother dash leave their infant sibling jackjack with a babysitter & sneak on the jet that is soon targeted by missiles. unexperienced with her powers & under pressure, she was disappointed by her inability to put a field around the plane & had to be saved by her mother.

however, violet gradually became more confident in her powers throughout the following hours. stranded on the island, she & her brother were momentarily stashed in a cave by their mom. they were soon chased out by a rocket & triggered the island security system. the siblings worked together to evade the henchmen & reunited with their parents before being captured by the villain syndrome. violet helps them escape & they make it back to metroville to defeat his omnidroid & get rid of syndrome. soon after returning, their parents are brainwashed & violet & dash have to help get them back to their normal selves to once again get rid of a villain. with the parrs saving the day, supers finally became able to live publicly once more. she showed up here a couple years later.

A D D I T I O N A L N O T E S .

none atm

W I K I P A G E

#violet ✧ posts #violet ✧ information #violet ✧ intro #hw: intro

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franciscoarayapizarro · 9 months

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🌟 ¡Descubre la Épica Alianza de las Sombras! 🌟 🌆 Sumérgete en Metrovill, una ciudad acosada por el crimen y la corrupción, donde un enigmático vigilante enmascarado, conocido como "El Caballero de la Oscuridad", emerge para proteger a los inocentes y restaurar la justicia. 💪🕵️‍♂️Lea este emocionante historia en el siguiente enlace https://ur1.app/la-alianza-de-las-sombras

#LaAlianzaDeLasSombras #Metrovill #Lucha #Justicia #Héroes #GuerrerosDeOutworld #TorneoÉpico #UnidosPorLaPaz #NocheOscura #Aventura #Combate #Superhéroes #ArtículoÉpico #Cómics #NovelaGráfica

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niccblogsstuff · 1 month

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Title: "The Unseen Hero"

In the bustling city of Metroville, everyone was always too busy to notice the quiet janitor, Ben, who worked at the city's largest corporate building. Ben was an ordinary man with an extraordinary secret – he had the ability to time travel.

One day, while cleaning the CEO's office, Ben overheard a disastrous plan to bankrupt the company and leave thousands jobless. He knew he had to act. That night, he traveled back in time, armed with the knowledge of the impending disaster.

In the past, Ben anonymously tipped off the authorities about the CEO's plan. The CEO was arrested, and the company was saved. However, in the ensuing chaos, Ben lost his job as a janitor.

He returned to his present time, now jobless but content knowing he had saved thousands of people from losing their jobs. Despite his heroic act, no one knew it was him. He was the unseen hero, satisfied with his anonymity.

In the end, Ben found a new job in a small bookstore, where he enjoyed his simple life, always ready to step in when his city needed him. And so, he lived on, the unsung hero of Metroville.

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BIOGRAPHY

Born on July 25, 2005, in Taguig City, Maryam Mae Diaño grew up in Metroville Subdivision and now resides in Laterazza Villas Bucandala 1 with her family and she have 10 siblings. She loves digital art, reading, and watching movies.

In her early school days at Bucandala Elementary School, Maryam excelled academically, winning awards in essay writing and radio broadcasting. In 2016, she achieved 3rd place in the DSPC and was the 2nd place best news reporter. Her standout moment was becoming the Bigsayawat Champion at the Division level.

Moving on to Imus National High School for Junior High, Maryam graduated in 2021 but took a break in 2021-2022 for Grade 11. In Senior High at General Pantaleon Garcia Senior High School, she delved into journalism, earning 9th place in sports writing and 4th place in a quiz bee during the 2023 DSPC.

Maryam's motivation revolves around seeing her school recognized. Looking ahead to college, she aspires to pursue BSPsych. Academics remain a focus, reflecting her drive for independence. Maryam is proudly part of the LGBTQ community, identifying as a lesbian with a girlfriend, and her ultimate goal is happiness. She dreams of a joyous, independent life, making her journey an inspiring tale of resilience and passion.

#creative nonfiction

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sorcerymuses · 4 months

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Violet Parr, Her Own Hero

Height: 5'1" Hair: Knee length black, worn in a braid Eyes: Dark blue FC: Christina Ricci Birthday: April 14

Violet was born shortly after her parents were forced into retirement. Growing up having to hide her powers because of the anti-super laws, Violet was never all that confident in herself. She would have rather stayed hidden on the side-lines not being seen than try and express herself and get any sort of limelight. After the Syndrome Incident, she gained quite a bit of confidence in herself. Her confidence was bolstered even more after the reform of the anti-super legislation. She took up Karate in high school and joined her school's theatre program. Up until she graduated High School, she was known as Invisigirl Incredible and part of her family's superhero team.

After graduating high school, she decided to take the theatre courses at the Metroville Junior College. She is still dating her junior high crush, Tony Rydinger, and they both recently graduated and were both accepted at Harvard. Violet plans to go on to be a lawyer, while Tony is going into the computer sciences.

On the side, Violet has been a Superhero since the Syndrome Incident. When she turned sixteen, she got a motorcycle specially made from Trinity Corporation--the world's largest technology company and the base of the International Supers Alliance. As Invisigirl Incredible, part of her family's Superhero team, she earned a name in the public eye alongside her younger siblings.

Upon graduating high school and further to making plans to move to Boston and stay there even after graduating from Harvard, she started planning to break out on her own, discussing potential colour schemes and designs with E.

As it stands, she already has her new suit and has rented a flat with Tony in Boston. They've been discussing the possibility of marriage, but they're waiting until after they graduate to make things final. Violet has been debating whether or not to tell him about her secret identity, as she's heard of marriages and relationships crumbling after a super reveals themselves to their normal significant other.

#(Violet) pretending to be normal 🦸🏻‍♀️#verse: disney #verse: superheroes #about the muses #post: interest check #limited muse #Mutuals only! 🛑🛑

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kittyball23 · 1 year

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The New Look (an Incredibles fanfic)

Summary: An accident ruins Violet's hair, but her mother just might have the solution to the problem

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Metroville’s pizza factory, a staple tucked away to one corner of the vast city, was a place of enriched smells and tastiness, from pepperoni, to fine cheeses and delicious dough.

Dough dough, yes, but also money dough.

With the place’s rather secluded location, it made for an easy place for criminals to break in, pose as one of the factory workers, and stash away their robbery among many of the nooks and crannies in the place. Such a thing was happening at that very moment, a group of baddies having pulled up to the back loading dock of the factory, jumped out of their getaway car, and quickly making their way inside with the latest haul of Metroville’s bank.

The bag overflowed with fifties and hundreds’ dollar bills, the thugs laughing to themselves as they hauled the load indoors and onto a table. It was gleeful for them to know that they had so easily gotten away with the crime - as they had been doing for the past week with other smaller robberies - but this was the largest one they had accomplished so far. And the best part was, while they changed to factory uniforms and prepared to count their loot, was that not one person knew about their crimes.

Or, at least they thought so.

“Stop right there mister!”

The baddies whipped their heads up, coming face to face with a young ten-year-old child standing a few paces away from them, hands on hips and a determined look on his masked face meant to look intimidating. The thugs laughed.

“Who are you supposed to be? The masked marauder?” one joked.

The boy didn’t respond to the teasing, and instead clicked his tongue. “I thought this was a pizza factory! But it looks like you have the wrong kind of dough.”

On cue, the bag with the money suddenly levitated in midair. More than one of the thugs got spooked.

“I-It’s h-h-haunted!” one stammered as the bag floated up to the boy’s side.

The boy smirked. “I think it’s about time to get acquainted with the kind of dough you’re supposed to be working with here.” He then turned and cupped his hands around his mouth, calling out. “NOW Dad!”

Not so much of a grunt was heard as the man standing behind a large vat of pizza dough easily tipped it over, the gooey substance drenching the stunned thugs.

One of them caught a glimpse of the I emblem on his bright red suit, and recognized the bulky man. “Mr. Incredible?!”

Mr. Incredible laughed, safely away from the mess. “I’m guessing this isn’t what you had in mind when you wanted to roll in the dough, huh? Your plan was a little half-baked from the start.” Just then, he picked up a small masked baby, a standing tuft of auburn hair on his head. The robbers cocked their heads as the baby giggled, then was positioned in front of them as he let out a long belch that was riddled with flames! The baddies gasped and shrieked as they were being baked into the dough of the pizza, only their heads sticking up out of the resulting rock-hard mass.

“Yeaaah, Jack-Jack!” the boy cheered, clapping his hands.

The sound of clicking shoes against what was left of the clean tile floor made him turn around. At the doorway of the loading dock was the last criminal of the group, having been left to keep guard outside and unaware of the scuffle indoors. His eyes widened when he saw the scene before him and he turned around, bolting away.

“Dash, he’s getting away!” Mr. Incredible urged.

“Don’t worry, he won’t get far!” his son responded.

And it was true. As the criminal ran between some of the stacked shipment boxes in the back, he tripped over what he assumed to be loose wire stretched out on the ground. He tumbled downward with an oof, and was unable to correct himself before that same ‘wire’ wrapped itself around his body, holding him in place. It was only when he peered down to take a better look at what had happened to him that he realized that he was being withheld by a pair of very stretchy arms . Those that belonged to…

“Elastigirl!”

The woman smirked upon hearing her name. “You’re not getting away with this today,” she growled.

The criminal slumped, accepting his defeat.

The police arrived shortly afterward. As they pulled into the loading dock, Dash grabbed the floating bag of money and raced over to the officers with his superspeed. The space where the bag had seemed to be levitating turned into the boy’s sister, coming out of her invisible state and crossing her arms with a prideful smile as she saw Dash hand over the bag.

“Here ya go! And the jerks who stole it are inside,” he said, pointing to the factory.

He led the officers indoors where they were surprised to find the criminals trapped in the hardened dough.

“Uhh…” one began, unsurely tapping the rock-hard confinement with the butt of his gun.

“Ah, yes, let me,” Mr. Incredible said. He handed Jack-Jack to Violet and then approached the dough, smashing it with his powerful fists. The officers thanked him and got to work handcuffing each of the baddies, who still had batter clinging to them.

Elastigirl shook her head and gave her husband a look. “Maybe we should try and be a little more clean next time?” she asked.

Mr. Incredible shrugged. “Hey, I mean, as long as the job gets done is what matters, am I right?”

It was Elastigirl’s turn to shrug. “Maybe. But let’s not forget, the whole reason I was chosen to launch the movement for the Supers’ return was because I had the least ‘messiness.’” She smirked at him when he groaned.

“Don’t remind me,” he mumbled. But Mr. Incredible instantly brightened again when Dash darted up next to him and raised his arms up triumphantly.

“We DID IT!” the boy cried, running excitable circles around the family. He high-fived each of them, his parents first, then Vi, then Jack-Jack. “That was so great when you tripped that guy mom, and then Dad dumping the pizza dough on top of them, and then you Vi snatching the other dough away from them, and then Jack-Jack with your awesome flamethrowing! ”

The baby giggled in response, being bounced in Violet’s arms. Then, his face scrunched up, little nose wrinkling as he let out a loud sneeze. But, like Jack-Jack and his ever-present powers, it was no ordinary sneeze. Leftover flames shot out of his nose… and caught the tips of his sister’s hair!

“AHHHH!” Violet cried out as the flames scorched through her black locks.

“HOLY COW!” Dash gasped.

“DASH!” Elastigirl shouted. “Get a FIRE EXTINGUISHER! ”

“I’m on it, Mom!” With that, he ran off and was back in less than two blinks, quickly aimed the hose and doused Violet in the puffy cream.

As the smoke died down, the family could only stare at Violet in shock. The fire was stopped, sure, but the damage was already done, and what remained on her head was only a rather short crop of hair on one side that was still a bit singed on the edges.

Mr. Incredible grimaced.

Elastigirl gave her a pitiful look.

Dash cringed.

Jack-Jack began to cry.

And the last of the criminals that was being hauled out by the police that had witnessed everything laughed.

“Looks like someone else got a little baked, too!”

Dash angrily glared up at him. “Shut up!” He picked up a tomato from a nearby crate and launched it at the baddie, catching him square in the face where the vegetable comically splattered.

Violet caught her reflection in the metal surface of one of the factory machines and recoiled in horror. “Ohhh, my gosh! ”

Jack-Jack wailed louder, and she gently hushed him. “Aw, no, no, don’t cry, it’s not your fault. It’ll grow back!” But as she looked at her reflection again, she realized that she didn’t feel as confident as the words she spoke. “I hope…”

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Back at the Parr residence, things looked grim. Even after the hair had been doused from the remaining smoke that clung to it, the appearance was still no better. Violet sat, embarrassed, in the middle of the living room as the family assessed her situation, fingers tapping chins and faces wearing pensive looks.

“Maybe…” Dash began, “... you could wear a hat?”

Violet gave him a deadpanned look. “Don’t you know how silly that would look?”

“Well, what about a wig?” Bob suggested.

Violet groaned. “That’ll look even more tacky.”

“I suppose…” he said. “I don’t know, honey, maybe we could try to go the hair cuttery and - “

“NO!” Violet shouted in interruption. “I can’t let anyone see me like this! ”

Bob frowned. “Okay… but then how are we supposed to solve the problem?”

“Yeah!” Dash agreed.

“We can,” Helen said, speaking up. “I know how to do some basic trimming.”

Bob looked at her incredulously. “Really?”

“You’ve never wondered how Jack-Jack’s hair has been looking the same way for a couple of years now?” she asked, fondly stroking the baby’s soft head.

“Ohhh…” Bob murmured, understanding. “So, what did you have in mind for Vi?”

“Hmmm…” Helen approached her daughter, eying her from all different angles, trying to visualize what would work, and what wouldn’t. Half of the long black hair was gone from one side, leaving an awkward-looking bald-ish spot that had some tufts and strands on it that were hanging rather loosely from it. It was hard to think of something, but eventually Helen’s amber eyes brightened.

"I have an idea, Vi!" she suddenly exclaimed, snapping her fingers. "It's not a style I really ever thought of you in, but we can give it a go."

Violet shook her head. " Anything besides what I have on my head now."

Helen nodded, guiding Violet to the bathroom, wrapping a towel around her daughter's shoulders and grabbing both the scissors and the buzzer. Vi gulped a little at the sudden intent look in her mother’s eyes through the mirror.

"Just relax," she told her, sitting her down and beginning her work.

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Hour after hour, the boys waited in the living room, looking out for some sign that Helen was done trimming Violet up. But the clippings only continued and the buzzing did too. It was approximately 8 o'clock in the evening, half-asleep to yet another episode of Johnny Quest, when Bob heard the clink of the scissors being put down and the click of the buzzer being shut off. Ten or so more minutes passed, and then he heard the door open.

Helen walked out first, a satisfied smile etched on her face and the towel that had been wrapped around Violet’s shoulders swinging in her hands with every bouncy step she took.

Bob yawned. “Honey?”

Helen smirked. “I think you’ll find the job has been done. And that our daughter is quite satisfied with the new look.” She waved a hand, and in came Violet. Immediately, Bob, Dash, and Jack-Jack’s jaws dropped open. True to Helen’s word, it indeed was a new look. A rather striking one. For Violet’s long black locks were gone on both sides of her head now, replaced instead by a gelled, slick, and rocking mohawk.

“Whoah-ho-ho!” Dash exclaimed. “That’s sick! ”

Jack-Jack clapped, toddling towards his sister and hugging her around the legs. Violet picked the baby up and hugged him. Then she looked up at Helen gratefully. “Thanks for fixing it, Mom. I actually really like it!”

Helen patted her daughter on the shoulder. “I did too,” she sighed, remembering her own time with the hairstyle years ago.

Only Bob seemed quite confused. “Wait, this is the look?”

“Something wrong with it, Dad?” Violet asked, self-consciously touching it with her fingertips.

He put his hands up. “Oh, no, no, it’s fine. Just… not what I expected!” he admitted with a chuckle. “You look great, honey.” Bob smiled at her, and Vi smiled back.

“Just wait till E gets a look at you. She’ll have lots of ideas for how to update your outfit to go with the hair,” Helen said.

“You could say that again,” Bob snickered, very well knowing how involved in a new fashion look Edna could get into when presented one.

Vi chuckled too, also aware of this but looking forward to it. She had worn her hair pretty much the same way for so long, and even though Jack-Jack’s burning of it was an accident, it was better to just roll with it than to grieve over the style she had before. And, if she was being honest, she couldn’t wait to show her friends and see what they had to say.

Violet giggled to herself, already imagining the look of astonishment on Tony’s face when she would see him at school Monday. Wouldn’t he be in for a surprise!

#incredibles #pixar the incredibles #violet parr #mr incredible #bob parr #elastigirl #mrs incredible #helen parr #original characters #crimes #bank robbery #hairstyles #fanfiction #kittyball writes

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