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raineandsky · 5 months

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#80

(part 1) (part 2)

tw: alcohol mention

A long day on the job usually finds the hero in the nearest bar.

Can you blame him? He spends his day punching people. He usually gets punched in return. The least he deserves is an evening to relax and think about something other than how much of a nuisance his nemesis is.

So here he is once again, ordering a pint of beer from the bartender and draping himself over a bar stool in a comfortably familiar routine. He watches idly as a band sets up on the humble stage at the front—someone fiddles with the mic stand, another with a drum kit at the back.

Other patrons are watching too, for lack of anything better to do. Some sip at their drinks like it’s part of the show. Another band member hops onto the stage to plug a guitar into the amp.

The hero’s eyes drag lazily as the person leans back upright, shaking his hair out of his face as he does and glancing out over the crowd. The hero’s heart leaps nauseatingly into his throat as he’s met with the face of the villain.

Seemingly satisfied with the congregation, the villain gets to twinging the strings on the guitar, the sound humming through the floorboards under the hero’s feet. The vibration is snaking up his legs and straight into his already anxiously clenched muscles. His knuckles are turning white on the beer glass. He’s going to shatter it if he’s not careful.

But what can he do? He’s out of uniform, off the job. The villain’s on a goddamn stage in front of a giant group of onlookers. His options are limited. His best bet is to wait it out to the end and jump on the villain when he inevitably makes his escape backstage somewhere.

The band nods to each other—guitar, drums, vocals. The singer steps up to the mic, and it shrieks in protest as she taps it testily.

“Good evening, y’all,” she opens with a drawl akin to that of an uninterested teenager. “We’re Knights of the Black Realm. This is our original song: Revenge Means Chaos.”

The guitar kicks in first. The sound is soft at first, subdued, sweet. The drum adds a rough tang to it, and by the time the singer is sweeping through the first verse the song is in full swing.

The villain’s fingers move smoothly over the strings, mischievous delight woven into his grin. The sound from his guitar is incredible, for lack of a better word—the gruff twang hovers over the fragility of the vocals, the sharp edge provided by the drums. It’s beautiful, and the hero hates it.

The song flickers into a second song like there isn’t a moment to waste. Then a third, and a fourth, and a sixth and a tenth and a fifteenth. The other patrons clearly love it, cheering and bobbing up and down to the tune. All the hero can do is sit in perfect stillness and glare hatefully.

The villain’s gaze flits over the crowd again. He scans the darkened corners near the bar this time, and his eyes lock with the hero’s from across the room.

It would’ve been romantic if the hero hadn’t been watching with barely contained disdain.

The villain looks surprised for a moment, caught off guard, before his face splits into another grin. Knowing, cocky. I’d like to see you try, it mocks. The hero scowls back—you know damn well I will.

The twentieth-something song ends with a single sinking note. The villain steps forward to whisper something to the singer, and she laughs heartily at whatever he said.

“Special request!” she announces with a giggle. The villain steps back into place with a smile. “This one’s for all the hardworkin’ heroes out there tonight, defendin’ our beautiful city. This is My Eyes Are Only On You.”

Oh, the irony. That piece of shit.

The villain’s stare is unmoving from the hero now. Another grin is slowly working its way onto his face; proud. Arrogant. Annoying.

The song is smooth, like a tune made of silk. It’s slow, unneedy, unbothered. The guitar is as effortless as ever, the villain’s rhythm no more than a gentle rock within the river of the song.

The song thankfully reaches its end, and all three members of the band are smiling—though, the hero guesses, for very different reasons.

“Thanks, y’all!” The singer seems in higher spirits than she started. “We’ll be playin’ again next week at the Lousy Farmer, and then we’ll be back here for…”

The hero tunes her out. He’s on his feet, watching the villain hastily pull cables from amps. The hero’s almost in front of the band when his nemesis cuts his losses and hops down the back of the stage, trailing wires from his guitar like confetti.

The hero positively startles. He has to go the long way, naturally—he skirts the stage, barrelling for the door leading to the bar’s back alley he knows the villain will be aiming for. The door clatters loudly off the brick wall outside, but the alley is empty. The city’s big; the moment the villain left the bar he could’ve gone anywhere.

The hero wears another scowl now as he turns back inside. Looks like he’s just found a new favourite band. Next week and the Lousy Farmer it is.

#creative writing #writblr #writers on tumblr #writing #writing community #heroes and villains #hero x villain #tw alchohol mention #guess who went to his first big boy concert #ashnikko my beloved........#told my boss and she was like nice who're you seeing!!!#and when i told her. she played ashnikko. to the entire office. and i wasnt there to stop her #now. if you know ashnikko. it is not professional music lets say

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caker-baker · 1 year

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Prompt

The hero couldn’t pinpoint where the explosions were going off, only that each loud boom was in tandem with the orchestra music being conducted by the villain.

They didn’t know what to do to get it to stop, and could think of only one last Hail Mary.

“Haha! Band kid.”

The villain stopped conducting.

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pleasetakethis · 4 months

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What If S2 spoilers ahead!

The second episode hit me in the chest with all the feels. A few random thoughts:

-MIDDLE AGED PEGGY???? YESSSSSSSS. MY GAL. I love all forms of Peggy, including BAMF, non-super Peggy. Peggy doesn't need powers to kick ass. <3

-Kurt Russell does a great job with Ego. I love it when the actor's work plays into why I hate a particular character. Ego is the WORST and Kurt Russell as Ego is super hate-able. A++, love me a villain that I can dislike without any need or want for redemption.

-LITTLE PETER AND HOPE! OMG! Bonding over music! Bonding over shared life experiences! Hope understanding Peter because Hope is also a kid who has dealt with terrible shit thanks to powerful parents! I love them as BFFs. Yes, please.

-BUCKY! Peggy and Howard's reactions to Bucky! Bucky's reaction to Howard pulling the Steve card! DLASKJFLAF

-Peggy/Wendy now exists in my mind as a ship, thanks!

-Wendy <3 Bill Foster <3 T'Chaka <3 80's Avengers <3

-GOOSE!

#what if #what if s2 #what if s2 spoilers #i think i liked the first ep better because it was nebula-centric #but the 80s avenger vibes + lil peter and hope got me #the winter soldier being soft for steve shouldn't surprise anyone #peggy #my beloved #ego as a villain to bring the first gen of avengers together is meh #overall the story in this ep was less interesting but still a solid concept #have a feeling we'll see this specific bucky again later in the season #s2e2 #what if peter quill attacked earth's mightiest heroes #i relate to peter and hope way too much because of the music #just #i want to read all the fic where they grow up as bffs and introduce each other to new music #i don't ship them but i NEED them to have the ultimate bff-mance #going to concerts together #camping overnight to snag their favorite band's new albums as soon as the record store opens #I HAVE A MIGHTY NEED #FOR ALL THE MUSIC-RELATED BFF THINGS

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jeithevillain · 7 days

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"𝘏𝘪. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘎𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘭. 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘤 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘶𝘴, 𝘌𝘟𝘋𝘐𝘡. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘒𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘞𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩.

𝘞𝘦'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵. 𝘞𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘦. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵. 𝘞𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘝𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.

𝘞𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘶𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵. 𝘞𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘟𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘦𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘎𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶."

(Credits: @jayjooenvill / X)

#Xdinary Heroes #Villains #KPop Rock Band #Gunil #Goo Gunil #Closed Beta Concert

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momobani · 5 months

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[pls ignore me, i'm not really here]

anyways-

happy anniversary to the heroes

[pirates snippet, the crowd was loud af]

like best night of my life possibly lol, still in shock i saw them with my own eyeballs tbh but i can confirm they exist and they rock 💕

#happy hero day villains love you <3 #might do a long post about the concert once i get my shit together but who knows #this is from the london date btw #i had to travel in but it was worth it 🥺#xdz #xdinary heroes

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mettywiththenotes · 2 years

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I just had a vision... Jirou's concert after the war but the League are forced to take part in it too

All of them wearing costumes and forced to learn the choreography

#on god they doing this for their heroes #jirou: hey can you guys be in the concert :)#league: I sleep #shouto izuku and ocha: come onnn please? we believe in you you could do it #tomura dabi and toga convincing the others to join in: REAL SHIT #bnha #boku no hero academia #league of villains #mettys posts #metty posts

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just-1-lonely-person · 2 years

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okay but:

Villain and hero are roommates, but they're not in love.

The hero is in a relationship, and villain desperately tries to get hero to help them find a partner, because they wanna move out but also don't want to live alone.

But does hero help them or do they tease them?

Does villain find someone?

Maybe hero doesn't approve of villain's crush/Partner?

#Heros and villains #villain #Hero #roommates #<3333333333333 #Hero and villain #I think the concert is funny okay 😩

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kernuns · 5 months

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Milan tour stop review (rant) (positive)

Reviewing the 20th November 2023 Break the Brake tour stop in Milan, Magazzini Generali venue. TLDR: venue meh organisationally, the dudes fckn phenomenal.

Let’s start off with the bad parts before I start gushing. The organisation from the venue was not particularly good. I’m assuming the employees weren’t properly briefed on their tasks/slightly overwhelmed?

Firstly, (I personally called the venue to confirm this on the morning of the concert, this is not unofficial information), Tier 1 ticket owners were supposed to enter in the ticket sale order, which was visible on the tickets. This did not happen. They didn’t check the ticket numbers, either at all, or they gave up halfway. I would have started queuing 4h earlier if I had known. I had a good view anyways, but obv I would’ve liked to be even closer. Thumbs down to the venue.

The other issue was that some of the groups weren’t informed what group number they had for the group photo with XH, which is necessary so you’ll receive the correct pictures. We’ll see how it goes, but I’m honestly not too enthusiastic about my chances. Ready to start a long email chain on the matter, if needed, though. Thumbs down to the venue.

What was good from the venue was the regular concert organisational things, like having a coat room where you could put your merch and jacket, bar service, crowd control (I don’t speak Italian, but all of the staff were very ready to translate for me and easily accessible!) etc.

Not sure what’s the takeaway from this. 2/5 for me I think, dropped the ball on the things that actually mattered to me personally, did well on things I don’t really care that much about.

Now for the guys.

I would do inadvisable things for these men. Like fucking hell, they’re amazing performers. It was absolutely insane. If I had any faves before this concert, with this they all catapulted to No.1 spot. Ot6 or zilch. My fitness watch told me I reached 75% of my cardio goal for the week from those two hours (the concert was on a Monday). After the concert ended I was so hyped up on adrenaline I feel like I could have fought a bear armed with only my bare arms and teeth and won. Also a super sweet person gifted me a Gaon freebie set and I love them an unreasonable amount and since we’re on this topic - bless Italian villains overall, they were not too keen on keeping a convo going, probably because everyone already had friends with them and so were busy, but super super helpful, nice and welcoming whenever I needed anything.

On all of XH at the same time-

The moment when the lights turned on. That moment when they’re all suddenly illuminated? Fckn hell but it’s potent. They dove head first, full throttle, energy to the max into the first song. And on top of that, they look even better in real life. I’m a superficial ass sometimes, I didn’t think all of them were the same level of handsome before the concert. I’ve concluded I’m not only superficial but also a spectacularly dumb person. What on earth was wrong with me to think so? They’re all absolutely stunning, ESPECIALLY in motion, when they’re doing what they love doing. I’ll fight anyone who says they don’t love performing (no one is saying this, I’m aware), they looked like they were really enjoying shredding the whole stage.

More specifically on each of XH-

Jungsu vocals are absolutely lovely irl, and he seemed like he was really emotionally invested in the music and in performing to the best possible quality. He was putting the max amount of effort possible into his vocal parts. I honestly feel like it is so self evident he’s the distillation of everything that’s lovely on this world that I don’t have too much to say. His vocals are sick af, when he stepped up to the front of the stage that eye contact seemed intense af already from quite a bit back and I loved how the fans (sometimes) specifically kept quiet so as to not overwhelm with their own screaming the most vocally impressive parts he did, that was so fckn sweet. 10/10.

Gaon is literally a maniac and I love him now. Insane ability to hype up the crowd. He interacted with the crowd SO MUCH and gave so much energy to everyone around him. Like a battery pack, just hyping everyone up until my ears rang from the screeching. But also directing when to wave, when to rock out, when to quiet down, when to chant, etc. Like a conductor for everyone there. Also, he’s just sickkkkkkkk on solo instrumental parts. I’m pretty sure he was the one who threw his sweaty towel in the crowd which evoked some of the best animalistic screeching I’ve ever heard in my life. Also so many guitar picks were thrown. Villains were well fed. Also also, the way he played off Jooyeon was so brilliant to see. I love when artists just hit that synergy so fckn smoothly, and you can see in real time how they click. 10/10

Jun Han. The man. The myth. The legend. The dude that climbed up on the boombox (or whatever it was) at the front of the stage, ripped some kinda inter-dimensional hole with a single guitar pick and some strings, and absolutely scrambled my brain in the best way possible. Like he’s got something special there doesn’t he? His outfit was one of the best ones too. He really looked absolutely stunning. He was just consistently cooking something unholy there at the back with Gunil. 10/10

Gunil. Listen, dude sits behind a wholeass drum kit, like he ain’t gonna jump around, you know? Somehow he constantly stole my attention anyways! He just twirls those drumsticks around and like a hunting dog I zoom in on his arms. I’m sorry. I can’t lie. That man is unreasonably attractive. Anyways! He was fckn cooking there in the back. I mean obviously, if the drummer goes haywire the whole thing goes off, but he stood out to me musically in the best way possible. I do boost the bass on everything I listen to, so that might explain it. I want to feel my whole ribcage reverberate from the beat, okay? He delivered. Regardless of musical cooking, let’s not forget that Gunil is also a performer. I absolutely loved how theatrically he finished songs, that last drum beat was a wholeass performance from him each time I paid attention, I swear. He also was vibing so so hard. He really looked like he was certain of his place on earth, and that place was right there, sitting behind the drums, glowing, being the leader of XH you know? I love his unfaltering, steady energy, he has the strongest “you can rely on me” vibes I’ve seen in a long time. 10/10

Jooyeon. This dude can fit so much energy in him holy shit. Pretty sure he and Gaon could power a whole city block if they needed to. Also stellar crowd interaction skills. He has very good facial expressions and reactions, it’s insanely engaging. I’m pretty sure they didn’t expect (I think? I was so hyped up on adrenaline I’m absolutely sure I’m not being objective at all!) for everyone to know the lyrics to literally everything so well, because he and Gaon were both like “you’re seeing this shit, that’s so fckn cool????” after everyone unflinchingly screamed the fanchants/lyrics/etc. both in Korean and English at the very start. I think. I really was hyped up as hell, I might have been seeing things. Anyways, dude is absolutely a born performer. Well, he’s worked insanely hard on it all, but he absolutely belongs on a stage, it feels like an intrinsical part of his being. Also, vocals. Others have spoken more intelligently on this, using all kinds of fancy words, so I’ll just say, he’s insane, what the fuck, that was incredibly good. Also loved how he kept playing off Gunil and Gunil played off him. That’s why I love live instruments and live performances. The synergy was popping off. 10/10

O.de. Fucking hell but this dude is gorgeous. O.de just has really masculine energy I guess? I can’t quite explain it, but he gives the impression of being very unhesitating and responsible. Kind of similar vibes to Gunil but not precisely. Anyways, before yesterday I wasn’t sure how a concert would look with two keyboards, because I’m not very well educated on what keyboardists do except blast cords and stuff, but luckily my trepidation over feeling like there’s too many keys on one stage was unneeded. I think if both Jungsu and O.de weren’t such good performers it might have been an issue, at least for me personally, but nah, they absolutely ripped the stage up. I hadn’t properly appreciated O.de’s rapping skills before this concert, but he’s really fckn good actually isn’t he? He also has a really fluid way of moving, dude was bouncing around in his little keyboard barricade set vibing the fuck out for some songs. Maybe all of them, I wasn’t watching as much as I should’ve since Gaon and Jooyeon kept distracting me. 10/10

Overall, they’re such a charismatic bunch. Stellar instrumental skills, vocal skills and performance skills AND the ability to do all of that live on top of that. It surpassed all my expectations. My brain chemistry has been permanently altered and now I have received enough positive energy to last me the whole of the dark, gloomy, cold and depressing winter. I’m starting up a new savings account for their next tour.

On to the group photos. I don’t think I’ve felt that shy in years, immediate throwback to high school and giggling over upperclassman. Except I’m older than all of them, even if only by a few months for Gunil, so it’s a bit mortifying actually. Anyways! I sat in front of Gunil and someone? We only had time to go, sit down, get two pics taken, and say whatever we could manage to say while walking out. The moment your ass hits the chair you have to start posing, I barely threw up a peace sign in time lol. I said “bye bye” to Gunil, and felt a part of my soul shrivel up and die from how fckn flustered I felt actually holding eye contact with him. It’s very hard to go from screaming like a banshee during a concert to being in any way collected during a group photo. Which is probably why I didn’t even notice who was standing next to him? But I did say “thank you” to Jooyeon and he smiled at me or in my direction, and told Jun Han I loved the concert. Vaguely sure Jun Han either didn’t hear what I said or didn’t get it, but well, I think I was grinning like a fool at that point so pretty sure they all got the gist of the fans all being happy to be there and that’s what matters in the end. I put my personal belongings to the side and a staff member handed them to me afterwards. Maybe I wasn’t supposed to do that? Or maybe they were just being nice? Who knows.

The group photo really went by so quickly and I’m disappointed in myself that my anxiety (and the fact that I’d rather chew glass than be emotionally vulnerable by expressing my happiness with someone directly to their face) kicked my ass and I didn’t even look at the rest of them. With this I solemnly swear, if I’ll ever go to another concert that has group photos, I will utilise any and all opportunities for eye contact. Social anxiety and trauma can go fuck off and die, K-pop takes precedence.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk. My memory is horrible, so I needed to write this all down before I forgot it and well, I would’ve loved to read something like this before my concert, so whatever, maybe it’ll find the right person.

#xdinary heroes #villains #kpop #kpop bg #kpop review #kpop concert

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okay but. i am now seriously considering buying those concert tickets 🤔

#bc like. thats a pretty average concert prize.#and when am i ever gonna have a realistic opportunity like this #sure skz could announce a europe tour but bffr. if theyre gonna come to germany theyd just go to berlin and tickets would be sold out asap #so like. going to an xh concert would be great not just bc of this but also bc cmon its xdinary heroes.#now thinking abt if i can turn my mom into a villain until then so we could go tgt and she'd actually know the songs 🤔🤔

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Amity's hero

Don't let Amity Parkers lose their hero or you will face the consequences; even good intentions can become unforgivable

The Justice League didn't speak directly to the G.I.W, they didn't quite take their word for it but reports of ghost attacks and property damage caught their attention, the call log with the multiple Amity Park appearances being the most ignored of the list practically marked as spam broke their hearts.

So they arrived as a team, yelling about getting rid of the ghosts, certain that their presence would only cause long-term damage, Phantom immediately showed up, questioning what was wrong; they simply ignored him and began to recite that he and his kind should return to his place of origin (because these ghosts must have a place far from earth, right? They had read something about them living in another dimension), ignoring all Phantom's pleas by simply listening

Unlike a few years ago, Amity Park was not under attack, it had a direct truce with Infinite Realms in which the ghosts were on their best behavior, playing with humans, protecting them from unknown entities (because this was their Amity, they were territorial), keeping at bay the animal ghosts that came out of natural portals, and turning from villains to heroes, being led by his King Phantom, the one who started it all.

The ghosts were happy with the arrangement and with being able to visit human world; Klemper, Lunch Box and Youngblood made a lot of new friends, Ember had concerts, Johnny and Kitty formed their own biker gang, Spectra was the psychologist she'd tried to be at first, Walker kept everyone in line, even ghosts who straight up preferred the realms visited from time to time: Pandora, Frostbite, Ghost Writer, etc. Even Nocturn tried to give everyone good dreams.

But the heroes didn't care, they considered everyone as "threats" and threatened them, Phantom, completely tired of being ignored looked towards his city and gave them a sad smile, you couldn't reason with those who didn't want to listen to you "If we do that Amity could be in danger" he tried one last time, the league didn't know how to deal with liminals.

"We'll protect them, you're just invaders making them sick in the end" Green Lantern snorted, as if it was the obvious solution "So get out and leave these people alone"

"Fine, but when you see how badly you end up handling everything, call us" Danny was tired, he could reason with his own parents and not with all these "heroes", he supposed it was better to teach them the consequences. He tossed a Fentonphone at them, hoping they'd do the right thing.

Flash felt uncomfortable when he saw the ghost children approaching the humans, were they attacking them? He was about to interfere when he saw the human children approach the ghosts to hug them and cry together; he reasoned that made sense, sure the kids didn't know their friends were dangerous, but something inside of him wasn't satisfied with that answer.

Then Danny just whistled, attracting the attention of the ghosts in the city "Well, you heard them, go back to the realms" complaints could be heard, both from the ghost and the human sides. But for now, the halfa had some kind of plan in mind.

Wonder Woman felt especially uncomfortable when she saw Pandora walk past Phantom, giving her a disappointed look, Batman told her that surely she wasn't her friend, and that if she was she wouldn't be the same person, but she wasn't so sure about that.

The ghosts withdrew from Amity then, going through the portal that the Phantom himself had opened in the center of the city, each one of Justice League members could feel the hateful looks pointing directly at them "It's for the best", Batman informed them "we'll assign you heroes that monitor that they do not return"

"NO" that seemed to be what broke the silence "We don't want any more heroes, Phantom is our hero" and with that said, a girl of about 8 years old hugged the halfa's leg, crying uncontrollably "Please don't go"

The League was about to interfere when Phantom reached down, picking up the girl "I don't want to leave Stacy" he whispered stroking her back lovingly, hoping she would stop crying "But the guys over there say I'm a danger to you and you know I want to keep you safe" he kissed the girl's head, handing her over to her parents "I love you Amity Park, thank you for loving me back" he told the population affectionately, before going through the portal.

The League just looked uncomfortably, once there were no more ghosts they informed the city that they would send heroes regularly for protection and monitoring the situation but the city inhabitants just scoffed.

"You don't get it" Dash spoke, completely furious "Phantom is to Amity what Batman is to Gotham" he frowned "And rest assured that this city will protect him from you, we don't care if you told him to leave, we'll bring him back, you're way over your head on this" he continued "Of course, you don't understand because you're the hero in this scenario, and you don't know what a city feels when you take away their hero"

The Justice League only watched as the townspeople turned their backs on them, but they reasoned again that it was for the best, eventually the townspeople would understand.

A few days passed and Amity declared itself isolated from the League, every time they tried to send a hero they rejected, over and over again; dozens of different heroes couldn't get past the limits because they were shot, taunted, or simply knocked unconscious before entering. Superman was starting to regret destroying Phantom's phone but they had to know how it worked, at the end it was a regular phone with weird aesthetic.

The only "hero" who managed to cross the limits was Red Hood, who at the end of the day became a messenger "You don't understand B, that city is out for blood" Jason tried to reason with Bruce "They're furious, I swear I saw a 6-year-old boy practicing archery and the target had your head placed in the center" it was not normal for Jason to worry, Bruce was a hero, but for the same reason he did not know what it felt like when you lost one. Amity had basically been building her own army within the barriers, they even offered him refuge away from heroes "You must talk to them."

"Mhm" Batman hummed, pulling out his comlink to schedule a meeting, he'd thought of calling one anyway, he'd had sightings of what looked like animal ghosts all over Gotham but they were basically invincible, he wondered if it was Phantom's revenge.

"Just give them back their hero Batman" was what the commissioner Gordon told him when he asked for an opinion on how to deal with the reaction of the city "They're right, you don't know what it feels like"

Of course, Batman couldn't be wrong, so he guessed Gordon's comment was due more to his weariness. Upon arrival he noticed everyone completely dejected, basically stating animal ghosts and ¿drops? through all their cities. They couldn't fight any of them so they decided to go back to Amity, they figured if they had fought these things for years they must have knowledge.

Upon reaching the city, although they were allowed to pass, they were greeted with mockery, half the population carried one weapon or another, the League was tense "Having problems so soon?" Paulina looked at her neon green nails, she was sure she could cut a man with them "You should have accepted Phantom's help, you know"

"Phantom was a threat invading your city" Batman growled "we saw the reports, his continued presence caused medical changes in all of you that you won't even let us see"

"Make no mistake" Mikey interrupted him "Amity was always an access point to the Zone, we were contaminated long before you existed" and of course they would not trust this heroes with their liminal status, Frostbite was already helping them before all the mess and they did not need to add human doctors with no knowledge.

"Then what do you suggest? We let the ghosts come back and destroy the whole city?" Hal scoffed, completely incredulous of how they were being treated, from the first second they refused to give any useful information.

"It's funny that you think we can't defend ourselves" Paulina rolled her eyes "you all could be beaten by Mikey, and is Mikey, no offense" she shot a look at the boy next to her.

"None taken" Mikey shrugged, it wasn't the first time.

"The thing is, we're just used to it; we like to be protected and not have to protect ourselves, it may sound cowardly of us but we're civilians" Kwan spoke "we're not defenseless, but we prefer not taking action, our hero made sure of it so we don't like to take cards in the whole self-sacrifice thing"

"Phantom is a danger" Superman tried to stand his ground.

"For us?" Star sneered "Or for you?"

"Besides, if you think we don't move out of the city for aesthetics, you're wrong, we just like to feel safe" Dash yawned, bored with the conversation "Phantom and the other ghosts are territorial, it's kind of nice, no threat gets past that sign, rates of crime? Zero, very difficult to want to kill or assault someone if they can come back as a ghost to kill you I guess"

"But the reports" Flash was worried about the indifference.

"The reports from 5 years ago? Before we had the truce that you guys ruined?" Star sneered "I'll call Sam or Tucker and bring Phantom back, we'll start the truce again, get out of Amity"

"You can't do that." Superman crossed his arms, trying to remain threatening as Hal muttered in a panic about breaking peace treaties and the Oa wanting his head.

"Oh, but we can" Paulina approached Superman, running her hand over his arm "and we'll do it" slowly, she placed her fingernail on his suit, cutting the material and drawing blood from the hero, who immediately moved away at the threat.

"Get the hell out of Amity and don't come back" Dash rolled his eyes, stroking a ghost snake, the heroes tensing more at their newest enemy.

"It was you?" growled Batman; recognizing the snake as one of the many haunting Gotham.

"Not exactly, the veil ruptures always existed" Kwan said, stroking the head of a ghost wolf "We only tame them, or send them back to the Realms, if there were veil ruptures it's not our problem" he looked towards the League "If any of them escaped because we weren't watching and they followed your scent it's not our fault either"

"And can you tell us um, how to deal with them, or tame them?" Flash tried.

"No, since you are sooo good at gathering information I'm sure you will come up with something" With that said, Dash motioned for the snake to lead the heroes away and before they knew it they were all thrown away from the city.

#danny phantom #dp x dc #danny fenton #dc x dp #justice league #dp #Amity loves Phantom #They love Red Huntress too but she is on vacations since the truce #Oa will be furious with Hal lmao #Constantine and JLD will be furious with most JL too #Feral Amity Park #I do love them being absolutely feral #Amity Park don't need protection anymore they just choose to have it #Pandora is disappointed with Diana #Amity Park indeed called Sam & Tucker #They bringed the ghosts back #ghost king danny #At the end Justice League asked for help #Justice League Dark was not surprised #Constantine had a mental breakdown #Most heroes are prohibited into Amity now #Alfred is looking at Bruce with disappointment #World could have a truce with Infinite Realms but they ruined it #G.I.W was dissolved by Paulina nails at the end of the day #Captain Marvel was not available during this mess #Billy have classes!#At first JL thought Phantom mind controlled them #They weren't so sure after watching the posters over the city #and it was for sure not the cause when Amity trained an army looking at them directly in the eyes #I do think liminals can damage kryptonians

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Explosive tendencies a slow burn fanfic about the readers developing relationship with Katsuki Bakugo.

Chapter one: You stalk Katsuki’s social media page.

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Your phone lit up with a notification buzzing on your desk. You pick up your phone to see a notification from Instagram and see that Izuku has followed you. You curiously look at his page and see that it has an overwhelming amount of All Might photos, then click over to see who else he is following and quickly realize he has followed everyone from the class.

You had just recently started your first year at U.A. and still hadn't interacted too much with your other classmates. So curiosity got the best of you as you scrolled through Izuku's following list to look at some of your classmate's pages to get a better understanding of them.

You glanced at many of your classmates pages. Mina's page was super pink and most photos were either selfies or her or her out with friends. She seemed to have an easy time making friends and getting along with others. She was probably the classmate you had the most interactions with. Purely because she would come up to you as if she had already known you her whole life. Much like she did to everyone else.

Shoto's page was empty expect for one picture of soba.

Eijiro's page had only two photos. One of the pro hero Crimson Riot and another was a selfie with his bright red hair. You couldn't help but wonder if some of your classmates deleted their old photo's to start over fresh at U.A.

Kyoka had a bunch of pictures of concerts and band albums with a few pictures of herself in between.

Tenya had a bunch of picture's of books he read and recommended.

Continuing to scroll through Izuku's following list you stopped when coming across Katsuki's page.

You clicked on his page and scrolled through the few pictures he had. Your cheeks flushed ever so slightly looking at one of the selfies he had posted.

You weren't sure why but something about him had caught your attention. Ever since being in the same group as him in the U.A. entrance exam, you had found yourself curious about him. All of your other classmates seemed to be put off by his constant angry demeanor, but something about his tenacity made you want to know more about him.

You pulled your knees into your chest as you stared at your phone. Your phone was unlocked sitting idly on Katsuki's Instagram page. The bright screen illuminated your dimmed room.

You twirled your hair absentmindedly as you debated following him. Just do it, don't be a coward you told yourself. You swiftly picked up your phone and clicked follow then locked and dropped your phone down back on your desk.

To your surprise, your phone buzzed again shortly after, you quickly looked and felt your heart flutter. He had liked one of your pictures. Not just a picture, but a picture of yourself you posted a few days ago.

Your face flushed as you held your phone in your hand. Suddenly, your phone dinged with another notification making you jump.

He had followed back.

You gripped your phone in your hand harder as you scrolled over to direct message him and stared at the page feeling your cheeks get even warmer. Come on just say something, you tried to hype yourself up.

He liked your picture and followed you back so obviously that means something right? Fuck it just do it you said to yourself and typed out a message.

"Hey I never got a chance to ask what happened after we split up?"

You typed and sent swiftly before you lost your nerve. During a training for your class at USJ some villains had broken in and attacked the class. You were split up with Bakugo and Kirishima for a short time before the two boys decided to go after more of the villains while you went back to the exit with the rest of the class.

You set your phone down not expecting an answer any time soon but you were surprised to see three dots appear almost immediately. Your heart dropped at the next message.

"What’s your address? I’ll Come over and tell you all about it."

What?! Were you reading that right?? You never expected that response. Your hands started to shake a bit.

It was late and surely the others in the house wouldn’t approve of having him over at this time. Fuck- you knew you were supposed to be on your best behavior since starting U.A. but… how were you supposed to say no.

"You ok with sneaking in?"

"Yeah just hurry up and send your address."

Before putting any more thought into it you typed out your address and pressed send.

Oh crap- You looked around your room and noticed all the stuffed animals on your bed. You quickly shoved them all in the closet along with some loose clothes that were around your room.

It wasn't long before you heard a loud explosion from outside and your phone dinged again with a notification.

"Which window is yours?"

You opened your window and saw Katsuki standing outside, within a split second of spotting you he had used his quirk to be at your window seal. You backed up as he jumped into your room.

"Uh- Hi," You greeted him trying to sound confident but it was evident in your voice you were nervous.

Katsuki sat on your bed leaning back against the wall.

"So you want to know what happened?" He asked, his face adorned with his usual smirk.

"Yeah," you said, as you sat down in the chair at your desk facing Katsuki.

"We found the other villains and I took down that warp gate villain, which slowed the rest of them down."

"Wow really?!" You said, amazed. You knew All Might had shown up and taken over so you didn't expect to hear that Katsuki had played that much of a part in the fight.

"Fucking Deku got in my way though!" Katsuki yelled.

"Hey are you alright?" You heard someone else in the house call from outside the room as they approached your door.

"Shit!" You grabbed Katsuki by his shirt and shoved him into your closet. Just in time for them to knock on your door.

You opened your door, "Yeah sorry it was just the TV- didn't realize it was gonna be that loud." You lied.

"Oh- ok-," they said, slightly suspicious since your TV was off but having no other evidence decided to drop the subject. "Well goodnight don't stay up too late," they said as they started to walk away.

"I won't don't worry! Goodnight," you called back, shutting your door quickly.

You opened your closet door and a few of your stuffed animals fell out.

Katsuki had one of them in his hand, "This is a cute little guy," He said with a smug smirk on his face.

"Shut up," you said, reaching trying to grab the stuffed bear from him, but he quickly avoided your grasp.

"Did you hide these in the closet because I was coming over?" He asked, eyes analyzing you.

"I don't know what you're talking about," You said, stubbornly crossing your arms.

"I bet they were all on your bed, weren't they? Tell me the truth or the bear gets it," He said, sparks flying from his fingertips.

"Quite down! You're gonna get me in trouble!" You pleaded.

"Better hurry up and tell me then," he said, a smirk growing.

"Ok- Fine, yes! I moved them off my bed because you were coming over. Happy?" You said, giving in to his taunts. You tried to grab for the bear again but he moved the bear away from you once more.

"One more question, is this the first time you've had a boy in your room?" He asked. You felt your face instantly light up with a blush, and you averted your gaze looking at his feet.

"Hm- I'll take that as a yes," He laughed and handed out the bear for you to grab. You grabbed it from his hand, your fingers grazing across his when you did.

"Alright well I'll see you tomorrow, wouldn't want to get you in trouble, you're not supposed to stay up too late," He teased as he made his way back over to your window.

You turned around wanting to call out to him but didn't know what to say. As quickly as he came in, he left you alone in your room once more.

Thank you for reading! I’m very excited to share this series~

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ozzgin · 24 days

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BNHA Headcanons: Pro-Hero AU! Todoroki Shoto x Reader

A/N: Posting this separately for @eudonyx so people don't get confused by the Christmas greetings in the ask (I am that slow for some things unfortunately). 😭

Featuring Shoto as a loving husband to Reader. (Gender Neutral, fluff)

If there's one thing Todoroki greatly appreciates, it's routine. But not the kind of routine you'd expect, such as mere morning habits. You see, his life as a pro-hero is quite erratic and unpredictable. You never know when disaster will hit. Or when a villain needs to be defeated. But among this chaos, there's one thing that always stands true, one aspect that never changes: at the end of the day, he comes home to you.

In fact, he'd go as far as to say you're his little corner of peace. The world may burn; as long as his (Y/N) is by his side, there's still hope to cling onto. It's just the way it's always been: You are his greatest source of comfort. And so, after a long, busy day, he cannot wait to open the door and see your welcoming smile and hear your soothing voice.

It's the little things in life that matter. This is the philosophy Todoroki adheres to. He has a fantastic reputation, and the masses adore him. He's frequently interviewed and invited to events. Yet, for him, nothing compares to an evening spent hanging out with you. No amount of fame can ever compare to the love and understanding he receives from his one and only spouse.

Such thoughts are naturally matched by gestures to prove it. Todoroki is an incredibly thoughtful husband. Mind you, he's not the type to impress you with gestures of grandeur. He's one of the top heroes and could easily arrange extravagant proposals if you so desired. He prefers, however, to show he cares in quieter ways. Randomly returning with a bouquet of your favorite flowers. Stopping by your favorite bakery to surprise you with sweets. Handing you tickets to an upcoming concert of your favorite singer (yes, he took the time off from the moment he heard about it).

He is also not one to parade you around, but he will be very firm about his relationship. From an awkward, easily flustered boy, to a tactful, confident man. It's not uncommon for Shouto to be approached by fans with flirtatious intents. In that case, he will smile and keep his distance, adjusting his suit with the same hand that bears his ring. "I hope you find someone who loves you as much as I love my spouse", he'll confess cheerfully. "I can understand your feelings, I am the same as you when it comes to (Y/N)", he'll relate empathetically.

Shouto strives for peace and justice, like any other hero, though he'd be lying if he said it's his main motivation. In reality, his driving force is you. He will do his best again today, so that he can return into your arms once everything is done.

#gn reader #gender neutral reader #boku no hero academia #bnha #bnha headcanons #bnha fluff #bnha x reader #bnha au #pro hero au #pro hero shouto #shouto todoroki #todoroki x reader #shoto x reader #todoroki shoto x reader

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It is said that Gunil's ment lasted for about 20 minutes because he talked about Xdinary Heroes members one by one. He cried, he laughed and he was comforted by his dongsaengs.

There was even a time when he and fellow hyung, Junsgu, were hugging each other while the middle and maknae lines were proudly watching them (this particular photo made me cry). There was also a time when Gunil said that he feels like he is lacking as a hyung and as leader and Gaon immediately interrupted him saying "Xdinary Heroes started from you, hyung!"

I hope Gunil will really realize that he is not lacking in any way and that he is not perfect and Villains aren't expecting him to be one. The mere fact that they have come this far means he was, is and will always be a good leader.

Once again, THANK YOU FOR SUCCESSFULLY LEADING YOUR PACK, GUNIL.

#Xdinary Heroes #Villains #KPop Rock Band #Gunil #Goo Gunil #Closed Beta Concert

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itshype · 1 year

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The Opposite of a Golden Ticket (DC x DP)

The Teen Titans are horrified and delighted to discover that their latest crackpot villain is going to target International Sweetheart Ember McLain who is currently touring in Jump City. The villain wants to lower morale and prove not even famous people are safe from his machinations.

They're horrified because their PR is kinda dodgy at the moment, and Ember is a huge star and an excellent choice for a target. People lucky enough to get tickets to her concerts swear it is a religious experience though there is no useable footage to be found anywhere.

They're delighted because they were not amongst the lucky number of people able to get tickets. But a meeting to arrange her safety and some bodyguard duties while she was in the city would be just as good.

Or it would be just as good if this random roadie would let them through. He didn't care they were heroes. He wasn't letting them through without credentials or tickets.

Danny doesn't actually work here. Ember periodically sends him tickets to her shows, proving to him again that he made a good call letting her out into the world to follow her dreams. Proving she was never hypnotising anyone longer than 90 minutes after they'd paid handsomely for the privilege. He loves to come and see her, support her and tell her he's proud.

He won't let the heroes through.

Eventually, the Titans have had enough. They're about to get violent. They think Ember could be hurt right now. They think this random roadie or stagehand is just being officious.

Danny has to make a choice. Let them through and notice within 5 seconds that Ember is Not Quite Right (she's been a ghost longer than she ever was a human), OR fight them and let them look into him instead.

Ember is his friend. It's not a choice.

"Sorry, I really can't let you through, I need this job."

Danny transforms but uses shapeshifting to keep his colouring human. It just looks like he's vaguely glowing.

He takes Impulse (Kid Flash) out first, icing his boots to the floor. Danny doesn't have superspeed so he's the most serious threat. A quick Wail that's covered by the distant, screaming crowd and the rest of them are disoriented enough that he can disarm them.

After that frankly bafflingly short fight the Teen Titans find themselves back at their tower in front of the Master Computer and struggling to put a mission report for reviewal by the Justice League into words.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #mine #notfic #danny phantom #danny fenton #teen titans #titans #dc comics #justice league #the jla #robin #starfire #beastboy #cyborg #ember mclain #superboy #impulse

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dilatorywriting · 1 year

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Heroes vs. Villains : Pomefiore [Part 2]

Gender Neutral Reader x Pomefiore vs. Neige Leblanche Word Count: 2.3k

Summary: Woe to the Ramshackle Prefect, being caught up in the drama between the Disney Villains and their respective heroes. Pomefiore Version (Part 2)

ie. The scarf is an issue, because of course it's an issue. And Vil's sudden addiction to his phone is not going well for any of you.

[PART 1] [PART 2] [PART 3]

“What did you do?” Epel hissed from behind an entire department store’s worth of facial products.

“What?! I didn’t do anything!” you argued. Trying to sound stern when you were also putting a concerted effort into not moving your mouth was apparently very hard. A lip mask, Vil had called it. ‘Pretentious goop’ was a far better description. But the Pomefiore House Warden had been particularly dour lately, so you’d been letting him slather you will all kinds of atrocities in the name of keeping the peace. You’d smelled like a walking Bath & Body Works for the past week at least. And worst of all, if you ever made that comparison out loud he’d probably hemorrhage. Or something. Because each of these products was ‘special ordered’ or ‘hand crafted’ and blablabla.

“Well pardon me for not takin’ your word for it,” the purple-haired boy snapped, spiteful. “He only gets like this when someone’s hurt his stupid ego. Or worse—his feelings.”

“And why does that ‘someone’ have to be me?” you complained.

Epel shot you a look and you sighed into the misty air. The aroma diffuser gave another lackluster puff, as if in agreement.

Ever since your shopping trip, Vil had been acting… not quite right.

Oh, he was still icy and composed. He still tutted at your untucked uniform shirts and irritably plucked stray bits of fuzz from your jacket. But it was almost like he was too much of himself. You’d liked to think that your laid back ‘you’re lovely no matter what and I live in a literal condemned building so who am I to judge anyone’ approach had softened the House Warden at one point—even if only a smidgen. A singular hair out of place was artful, not lazy. The barely-there wrinkle in his vest was not the end of civilized times, but functional fashion. But now? It was back to the strictest of regiments, the most unforgiving of rules.

Jack had told you that Vil was even waking before him now—that by the time the wolf-beastman arrived for their early morning jogs, the blonde had clearly already been up and training for hours.

And you were worried.

Sometimes Vil would look at his phone and get this twisted up, venomous, expression on his face that sent little pangs of concern eating through your gut. Sometimes Rook was there to reach forward and gently ease the device out of Vil’s death grip. Sometimes he was not, and you were far too afraid of losing your fingers to even try.

It was a vicious cycle. The phone would make Vil angry and subsequently be abandoned in the opposite corner of the room. So then Vil would bury himself in new makeups, and outfits, and skin care. He would fret over new projects, or old projects—ranting about the incompetence of whoever he would ‘never work with again, believe me.’ Sometimes he dragged you along to his Film Club (you’d watched so many classic movies with him at this point that you were actually starting to become culturally literate). And then—slowly but inevitably—his brilliant, purple, gaze would drift to the expensive rectangle sitting all alone off to the side, wherever he’d carefully and strategically placed it to be just out of reach. Gradually his fingers would start to twitch, and then his jaw. He’d drum his nails against his knee, or irritably tap the pointed heel of his shoe against the floor. And then the phone would be back in his hands and he’d be looking at something that sent him spiraling all the way back to the beginning again.

“I don’t know what to do,” you confided in Rook one afternoon. You hadn’t seen him yet, but a bush off to your left had jiggled suspiciously at one point, so you assumed that he was probably somewhere in the vicinity.

After a moment, the hunter came and perched himself at your side.

“Do you know what’s bothering him?” you asked. Rook seemed to know everything about everyone, and Vil was his muse, his Roi de Poison. He had to have noticed something by now.

The blonde nodded, the feather in his hat bobbing as he did.

“...You’re not going to tell me what it is, are you?” you huffed, not even attempting to bite back your irritation.

Rook patted your shoulder sympathetically. “It is not my tale to tell, Mon Coeur. There are some things that I am told in confidence, and I cannot break that trust. Though I am sure he would greatly appreciate your concern.”

“Or you could just tell me,” you tried. “And then I wouldn’t have to be concerned at all.”

He tilted his hat at you, and then danced back easily when you tried to snatch it off his head.

“So, what’s the dealio,” Ace drawled, and he’d better thank his lucky stars that you didn’t startle quite as easily as you used to, because there was entire, opened, jar of Werecat urine in your hands that was just dying to wind up upended all down his white lab coat.

“What deal?” you snipped, carefully recapping the stinky ingredient and setting it off to the side. Tempting as the idea of dousing the redhead in supernatural piss was, Crewel would skin you for wasting components.

“You spend a lot of time at Pomefiore,” Deuce added, much politer in his approach than Ace had been. “And lately their House Warden has been a bit…”

“Why has Captain Pissy-And-Perfect been so pissy?” Ace interrupted, leaning far too close over your cauldron to be any kind of safe. “Normally the only thing that twists him up that bad is Neige.”

Your mind whirled back to the incident at the mall. And as controlled as you liked to think you were about these sorts of things, your face must have done something because Ace pounced on you like Ruggie after a donut.

“What do you know?” he demanded, nearly spilling a whole bottle of Newt Eyes across the floor as he crowded into your personal space. “Tell me, tell me, tell me—"

“All I did was give Neige a scarf!” you snapped. “It’s not like it’s a big deal!”

“What scarf?” Deuce blinked back, confused.

“It was just some scarf that Vil put on me!”

The two of them made long, pointed, eye contact, and you immediately felt horribly out of the loop.

“Whelp. That tracks,” Ace sighed, just as Crewel popped up behind him to whip him across the back of his head with his pointer.

Your group of mangy idiots had gathered in the cafeteria for lunch—as was the ancient tradition of all starving students. The four of you had clustered around your usual table. Ace was busy squirting ketchup packets all over what would inevitably become Deuce’s seat when he finally got of the line. Jack was busy swishing said ketchup away with an irritated scowl. Epel sat across from you, as miserable and lemon scented as ever.

A lunch tray smacked the tabletop with an echoing bang and Deuce appeared behind it, frantically waved his cellphone in your faces.

“You guys have to watch this,” he said, deathly serious, before propping his phone up against your glass of water. It flopped forward with a resounding crack three times before he managed to get it to stay upright.

The five of you crouched around the teeny screen as the poppy chords of some Talk Show intro or other filtered through the tinny speakers.

“You know,” the interviewer beamed, all manicured sugar and over-bleached smiles. “With some of the things you’ve been posting lately, some people are saying that you’ve just got to be in love!”

The audience ooohed and aaaahed.

Neige Leblanche was sitting on the little leather sofa beside her, and he smiled in a way lit his entire face in a brilliant shade of pink. He was still wearing that goddamn purple scarf and immediately you could feel your temples pulsing with a migraine. This was going to be bad.

“Well,” he mumbled, bashful. “I can’t say you’re entirely wrong about that.”

Cue hordes of nearly rabid screaming. Ace winced and reached forward to tick down the volume.

“Why are we watching this?” Jack scowled, but he didn’t move his sharp glare from the illuminated screen.

“The Prefect gave Neige a scarf, and—”

“Shh,” Deuce hushed. “This is the bad part.”

“It’s a little bit silly,” Neige continued, glancing up at the host from beneath his dark lashes. “I don’t actually know their name. But we met a few weeks ago now and they were just—well they were amazing. They actually helped pull me out of a pretty sticky situation, and they were so composed through all of it! And then they didn’t even care about me being famous at all!” he rambled, getting brighter and brighter the longer he monologued. “They just helped me because I was a person, and, well, I think that’s very sweet.”

There was another wave of darling ‘awwws’ that could only have been scripted. Or, at least you hoped so. This level of saccharine infatuation should have been enough to turn anyone’s stomach. It had certainly twisted yours into all sorts of unpleasant knots. The secondhand embarrassment alone was on the verge of taking you out entirely.

“A little birdy’s been telling us that the scarf you’ve been modelling in all your latest Magicam posts was actually a gift from this secret lover of yours,” the interviewer whispered conspiratorially, and you wanted nothing more than to snatch that stupid purple cashmere back through the screen solely so that you could strangle her with it.

“Well, yes, actually,” Neige chirped, fingers reaching up to toy with the soft fabric.

“No it wasn’t!” you howled, indignant. “I just put it on him to distract him because I accidentally rambled to his face about how much more fuckable Vil was than him, and—”

“WHAT?!” Epel screeched. Screeched. At the top of his lungs. It felt like you could feel the glares of every single set of eyes in the cafeteria drilling into your spine. Out of the corner of your eye, you swore you saw a feather bob as it disappeared through the door, and you didn’t even want to think of the implications of that.

“No fucking way,” Ace gaped, looking for all the world like you’d just handed him a million Thaumarks, or an entire notebook’s worth of nuclear codes. Deuce and Jack both just looked like they were trying not to choke to death.

“Oh my God,” you wailed. “I did it again.”

When you next ran into the King of Poisons, you were so distracted by the impossible task of wrangling Ace into silence that you couldn’t have noticed the subtle changes in him even if you’d wanted to. The increased length in his stride, the gentler tuck of his hair, the less severe line of his shoulders—if you weren’t so caught up in trying to commit homicide, you would have been ecstatic.

Rook was chattering along at his side, his lips quirked into a merry grin. The tack-tack-tack of Vil’s crimson heels against the stone floors was familiar, confident, and loud enough to swim through your head despite Ace’s manic cackling.

“Potato.” Vil’s red lips quirked upwards into the smallest smile before twitching back down into a sneer. “And other potato. What exactly do you think you’re doing?”

Thankfully, at the end of the day, Ace was still nothing if not a no-good coward. He turned on the Pomefiore House Warden, ready to spill your deepest, darkest, secrets, and immediately withered under the third year’s spiteful glower.

“H-House Warden!” he squeaked. “I was just—Ahem. The Prefect was just—just saying that—”

“Go on,” Vil prompted, tongue dripping with all kinds of venom. “It must be riveting if it’s managed to stun you so thoroughly. Or maybe that’s just the extent of your comprehensive abilities as it is.”

Ace gulped. Audibly.

“Perhaps I should report your dallying to Riddle,” Vil continued, and that was when Ace really started to look panicked. “Remind me—your House Warden is known for his lenient stance on punishing rule breakers, is he not?”

The redhead darted off with one final squeak, practically wheeling around a corner in his haste to escape.

“Well?” Vil barked, and it took you a second to realize that he was addressing you now, and not that he was just going to continually roast Ace into an early grave. “Are you coming?”

“Where?” you asked, confused.

Vil rolled his eyes and reached out to grab your hand. “To Film Club. You promised to help pick out the new backdrop color schemes. Or is the forgetfulness of that horrible, spudling, friend of yours wearing off on you now too?”

You had promised Vil so many things in the last few weeks that you honestly probably wouldn’t even have remembered if you’d offered to sell him your soul, so looking through page after page of tone combinations that all looked absolutely identical to you but whatever was probably the best you could hope for.

More importantly, he seemed… better. Less stiff, certainly. You wondered idly what could have happened in the span of a few hours to mend his mood so thoroughly. If it had been Neige related all along, then probably some slight against the dude, right? Maybe something had popped up online? Industry drama, or whatever. Or maybe—

‘Because I accidentally rambled to his face about how much more fuckable Vil was than him, and—'

You froze, like a deer about to mowed down by a semi. Vil’s grip on your hand was the only thing that kept you from immediately faceplanting into the ground.

But, no. No one aside from your immediate entourage could have heard you say that! It wasn’t possible! It—It wasn’t—

Amidst your sudden wave of mortification, you caught Rook’s mischievous green, gaze, with your own. The feather on his hat bobbed playfully, mockingly, and he winked.

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