#superhero plot

[prokopetz]

“I could have stopped [bad thing] and chose not to, therefore every [bad thing] ever is now my fault if I fail to intervene” hero complex versus “I could have stopped [bad thing] and chose not to, therefore I must behave in a manner that’s ideologically consistent with being okay with [bad thing]“ villain complex, fight.

#media #comics #tropes #superheroes #violence mention #plot twist: they're both fixated on the same incident

[bakudekublogblog]

y'all i know kacchan dying like that must have been traumatizing for the bkdk shippers, but like.... he also died in the gayest way humanly possible.... like i can't even imagine going through that bc on one hand it's like my special boy is dead, but on the other he was so love interest coded, shiggy killed him specifically bc of izuku's intense feelings about him, the fucking yearning for izuku as he died, and then the reveal he carries the little all might card he got with izuku around with him like. i cannot stress enough just how gay his death was. like i just know the shippers had to be a little conflicted

#we won but at what fucking cOST #bkdk #bakudeku #if anyone was around during that time i'd love to hear about it #bc to me it's like the most damning bakudeku evidence ever #just bc of how typical superhero tropes go like.... the villain using the love interest against the mc is such a staple of the genre #and that plot point being given to katsuki is NUTTY it's LIKE WHAT #AND THE FUCKING ALL MIGHT CARD THING TOO HE JUST HAS THAT ON HIM CASUALLY LSJDKLSDJFSD KATSUKI #like ever heard the phrase carrying a torch for someone #that's katsuki and the card

[berrysquared]

Hotguy!Scar and Cuteguy!Grian intro sheets for a Superhero au I’ve been brainrotting over recently

#grian #goodtimeswithscar #hotguy the siege #hermitcraft #desertduo #mcyt fanart #hotguy gtws #ive been going insane with this au on twitter #there is so much going on there i am having so much fun #both of them are slightly unhinged and def not good heroes tbh #i could ramble abt this for hours istg #berry art #superhero au #dont even get me started on the jellie being a corrupt politician plot

[literallyjusttoa]

Y'all really liked spiderpollo and spidermeg, and you know what? So did I! So I made two silly little comics about it.

#trials of apollo #toa apollo #lester papadopoulos #meg mccaffrey #pjo artemis #apollart #au #spiderman au #plot twist: Artemis is Hawkeye and the two of them have been superheroing right next to each other without knowing

[spookberry]

Okay back in my ff.net days, I read a dp fic where Sam had a cousin named Damien and he was really only introduced as a plot device and the plot of the fic was Sam was convinced that Danny was gay (despite the fact that he was dating her) and decided to use her cousin to prove it. He only shows up in one scene and was generally like a snotty rich guy she didnt get along with much.

What haunts me about this is like, I'd just assumed that was an oc... but what if it was actually a crossover fic and I just didnt realize it at the time? Like dpxdc at that time was very Dick Greyson centered in terms of the dc, and like people barely acknowledged the other robins even existing cuz most people were basing their knowledge off of like Teen Titans.

It was probs just a coincidence. I don't think it was meant to reference Damien Wayne.....however,, because I refuse to go looking to confirm anything, I'll just never know

#the first real time i saw any sorta 'batfam' type dpxdc stuff was a fic that was titled after a carrie underwood song #nowadays its all demon twin this and jasons a ghost that #where did the dick greyson and danny got kidnapped by the same people and have to find a way out plots go smh #no but actually if i remember correctly the person who'd written that fic DID write superhero crossover stuff a lot #but it was all marvel which makes the damien ref even less likely #but its kinda funny to think about #dpxdc #i wont put the main fandom tags on this just cuz i know some folks have gotten a bit irritated with the overflow of it all recently

[alvindraperzzz]

Thinking about everything that happened before and after Kon’s death… Is it any wonder Cassie was sucked into a cult? Cults prey on vulnerable people, and that period had Cassie at her most grief stricken and isolated. In a very short period of time, Cassie’s support system collapsed.

She was already on rocky ground with her mother going into the Crisis after the revelation of her father’s true identity.

The Amazons were massacred by the OMACs, and the survivors abandoned the mortal plane entirely.

Then Kon died. 

Infinite Crisis was a clusterfuck. A lot of heroes either died or went missing (and were thought to be dead), including several of Cassie’s friends and mentors. A lot of teams, including the Teen Titans, were left floundering in the aftermath.

Bart disappeared, and reappeared completely grown up.

Diana went AWOL

Tim went AWOL

A lot of traumatic, horrible things happened in quick succession, and she lost a lot of people close to her. Cassie had nothing and nobody to catch her when she fell. A cult promising to bring back one of her loved ones? In a world where resurrection is proven possible? Yeah, it’s not that surprising.

#cassie sandsmark #dc comics #infinite crisis #Not sure where Cissie Greta and Anita were during this time but Cassie was clearly not in school during 52 #and considering how much trouble Ralph Dibny (a professional superhero sleuth) had tracking down the cult #I’m not surprised they couldn’t find Cassie to reach out to her #If you ignore the Doylist explanation that dc plum forgot about them #of course this musing is from an entirely in universe perspective #This is also part of what I like about her OYL plot with Tim #So often fandom reduces it to romance but the story was the two of them learning to trust and support each other again #talking about cassie

[allgremlinart]

but if I said romance is and always has been the weakest part of superhero comics/stories...

#LISTEN just because I consume fan content about superhero romance doesnt mean I really. CARE. about seeing it in canon #this goes for batcat this goes for clois this goes for a lot of canon relationships I LIKE... I just get bored when they take up TOO much of #the story... you get it... #thats why I like when brutalia is kind of like... the tragic RESULT of the story rather than the incitement of the story or even worse #a B plot that keeps continually interrupting the story in order to be addressed... which is.. where I think clois and batcat go a lot of #times.. cough... (( again. I like these ships I PROMISE ))

[serickswrites]

Come With Me

Part 2 Part 3

Warnings: violence, destruction, fire, mayhem

Hero’s heart thundered in their chest. The building was on fire, the ground shaking violently, and Superhero was nowhere to be seen. How had everything gone so wrong? Where was their mentor? Had they been abandoned?

Villain’s ploy to cause massive destruction had been successful. This warehouse, a vital structure to Superhero’s operation, would be a total loss. All Hero’s work for months gone up in smoke. 

Hero felt anger bubbling in their gut as they thought of Villain. Villain had been their friend. Had been Superhero’s apprentice with them. Until Villain betrayed them all and left. And had been fighting against Superhero ever since. 

Hero realized that they weren’t going to be able to get out of the building. Terror gripped their heart as they realized this was the end of the line for them. And Superhero hadn’t been able to save them. 

“Come with me if you want to live,” Villain’s soft voice came from behind Hero. 

Hero spun around, glaring at Villain as they spoke. “Why? Don’t you want me dead?”

Villain’s dark eyes searched Hero’s face. “Is that truly what you believe of me?”

Hero started to try and call on their power. If they were going to die here, perhaps Villain should come with them. “You’re the one who left us. You’re the one who’s been fighting against us!”

Villain grabbed Hero’s hand. Their hand was surprisingly rough against Hero’s soft palm. “I’ve been fighting for you, Hero. You have to trust me.”

Hero pulled against Villain, trying to break Villain’s hold on them. “Let me go!”

Villain shook their head. “I won’t let you die here.” And they teleported Hero and themself out of the fiery inferno. 

#serickswrites #writing #writeblr #short writing #tw violence #tw destruction #tw fire #tw mayhem #hero #villain #superhero #hero x superhero #hero x villain #superhero x villain #hero x villain community #queue #this is a series btw #i have it all plotted out #came to me on my morning walk

[beanghostprincess]

sogeking and soba-mask being a superhero duo! saving the city! they get along pretty well, too! except that soba-mask (sanji) is completely head over heels for sogeking (usopp) and won't stop flirting with him despite the fact that sogeking keeps telling him he has a boyfriend (blatant lie, by the way, he's just secretly in love with his best friend who may or may not be the same guy he's literally rejecting all the time).

usopp and sanji have been best friends for a really long time, but neither of them is aware of their secret lives. usopp gave up on his crush a long time ago, but that doesn't mean he's going to be disloyal to his love. he doesn't think he'll ever be able to find somebody like sanji. sanji, on the other hand (soba-mask, to be precise) has never found somebody as special as sogeking, and even if he wants to know his true identity, they promised they would never do that. so now he settles for the time they have together saving the world, trying to prove he's worthy of his love.

the thing is (and this is the fun part) that one day soba-mask saves usopp from danger. and they start seeing each other more, somehow, to the point that they become friends. usopp can tell soba-mask about his insecurities because he only sees him as a partner, and soba-mask can open up to him about his true personality outside his flirty attitude because he only sees usopp as a friend. they end up developing feelings for each other eventually, of course, and it becomes really messy from there.

because sogeking starts to be more and more interested in soba-mask and every little, cute thing he does. he starts to move on from sanji (this is funny to witness from an outsider's perspective tho), and thinks that perhaps falling in love with his partner might not be that bad. but soba-mask tells him that he's the one moving on from him, saying that he thinks he has found a new love somewhere else and that sogeking will finally be able to be free from his flirty shenanigans (just when sogeking was starting to flirt back!!!).

they are so painfully stupid and in love it physically hurts.

#this is just ladybug yes #like quite literally i just wrote the ladybug plot #can you blame me tho???? they're literally so superhero coded #LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND TELL ME SANJI ISN'T ADRIEN AGRESTE #soba-mask x sogeking best ship #one piece #black leg sanji #usopp #sogeking #osoba mask #sanuso

[theminecraftbee]

The room is a dim basement room. It has no windows. There’s a liquor cabinet, though, and a bookshelf full of notebooks, and a table and chairs, and a candle lighting the place. The candle doesn’t let off much smoke, but it’s steadily alight, indicating that the room’s oxygen content is still acceptable. A small, blinking device next to it confirms that any other electronic device in the area is well and truly dead. There’s tape sealing the door, so that no one can see the flicker of the candle inside.

There’s a bottle of brandy on the table. The glasses suggest neither party is bothering to savor it. It’s not a brand worth savoring, anyway; for all Scott could easily afford the expensive stuff, that’s not what he feels like he should drink while he’s down here.

He’s slumped forward on the table, hair askew. The hoodie he’s wearing doesn’t fit, because it isn’t his; neither are the sweatpants. He knows for a fact his contact is laughing at him for that. Whatever. She’s one of the only people who gets to know he has enough of a personal life to steal sweats from someone else anyway. May as well take advantage of that while he can. It’s not all impeccably-designed bulletproof suits out here.

“I hear congratulations are in order,” Pearl says from across the table.

“Fuck off,” Scott says.

“...are you already drunk?”

Scott huffs. “So what if I am, huh? It’s not like I need to be alert while you’re out here in full costume.”

Pearl peels herself off the wall. She’s a relatively muscular woman wearing red and black. Her face is masked with a simple red circle. A lunar eclipse. Scott still has no idea how she sees through that thing. He’d made fun of her, back when she chose the getup for her criminal activities. Told her she looked like an evil dinnerplate or something. She’d told him in turn that he looked like a pretentious dork in his chosen costume. Judging by the whispers through the Hero Association about the two of them, though—

God. Through his Hero Association, or just about his. 

“Promoted to Vice Commander, huh?”

“I’ve sold my soul,” Scott says, and he takes another deep swig of his brandy. 

“You already did,” Pearl says.

“God, I hate you,” Scott says.

“It’s a good thing the feeling’s mutual,” Pearl says.

“I wish we’d never fucking met,” Scott says.

“I killed someone yesterday,” Pearl says.

Scott’s quiet.

“You can’t go telling me that,” Scott says. “That’s another thing to hide. You can’t just—Pearl.”

“I know,” Pearl says. “I know. But for all everyone’s scared of me, I normally manage to avoid—”

“Hah. We were both there when—”

“I know,” Pearl says. 

Scott sighs. He pours Pearl a glass and pushes it across the table. Pearl takes off her mask. Her eyes are rimmed red, and her face is covered in splotches. She’s always been terrible at hiding she’s been crying. She’s been terrible at it since they were ten, and had both quite suddenly realized that if it had been hard to have their powers alone, it was even harder once there was evidence they weren’t both just going crazy.

He’s hated her since he was eleven, really. Took the year to realize he probably would have always seen what his powers gave him as useless nightmares, otherwise, but after that, well. The feeling’s mutual, at least. He wouldn’t have been able to stand it, if the feeling hadn’t been mutual.

(A girl who can see deaths, and a boy who can see alternate universes. They make quite the pair.)

“I probably kill more people,” mutters Scott, halfway between a consolation and a competition.

“Not with your own hands.”

“Yeah, does that make it better? I’ve sold my—you know this. You know this.”

“Yeah,” Pearl says. “Yeah, I know. Thought I should congratulate you on succeeding.”

“Thanks.”

“You’re welcome!”

They’re both quiet for a while. Pearl takes a drink from her own glass and grimaces. “You can afford better brandy than this,” she says.

“Fuck off,” Scott says. “I can buy the cheap stuff for this.”

“Your taste is stupid,” Pearl says primly. “Next time we come down here to plan, I bring the drinks.”

“Right. Planning. Because we’re doing so much of that today.”

Pearl sighs. “Does Jimmy know you’re here?”

“Jimmy doesn’t exist, as far as you’re concerned,” Scott snaps. “I buried the man’s documents myself.”

“Eclipse will make anyone exist for the right price,” Pearl tells Scott.

“Jimmy doesn’t, or you don’t,” Scott snaps, voice low.

“Oh, now you’re sounding like a Vice Commander.” Scott gives her a two-fingered salute. Pearl shrugs. “Just saying.”

Scott considers arguing harder. Instead, something in his stomach shifts, and he pours a full glass of brandy. It’s not how you’re supposed to drink the stuff. He might have a good tolerance by now, but he fully expects to wake up with the worst hangover he’s had in years tomorrow. He deserves it.

“You uh… got enough alcohol there?” Pearl says.

“Got unclassified access to the Black Ops files when I was sworn in,” Scott says.

“Jesus,” Pearl says.

“I sold my soul,” Scott says. “I’m in charge of that now.”

“Jesus,” Pearl says again.

“And I kept thinking about the plans we had to—I can’t just dismantle that, Pearl. I can’t just—what are we doing?” Scott realizes his shoulders are shaking. “What are we doing, Pearl? The best of all possible endings? Don’t make me laugh—I can’t see this universe once we’re in it. Who are we to decide, huh? Who are we to, to try to…”

Pearl watches him for a while.

“I could have told you it would be bad,” she said.

“Do you think I didn’t know that?” Scott snaps.

“I killed someone yesterday. It’s not uncommon,” Pearl says.

“Great, so we both deserve to be executed!” Scott says, throwing his hands up. “Some of them started in the scholarship program, Pearl, they were scouted at sixteen!”

“And we were eleven,” snaps Pearl, and Scott shuts his mouth and looks away.

“Yeah, well. That’s not the Association’s fault, is it.”

The air hangs heavy. It smells like booze and candlelight and misery. Distantly, Scott wonders if Pearl was maybe right, asking if Jimmy knew where he was. The only other person on the list of people allowed to know Scott has a personal life, and he’s going to be disappointed in Scott again. Great. Scott’s lucky that, legally, the man doesn’t exist; if someone who legally existed was mad at Scott, he might just finally have to do something about it.

“You’re right,” says Pearl, finally. ”What are we doing?”

She slumps forward in her chair. She knocks back her own drink, but doesn’t pour herself another. Scott isn’t surprised. It’s not safe for both of them to be drunk. If the newly-promoted Vice Commander of the Hero Association is caught drinking with an infamous information broker, it’ll be the end of their house of cards. Scott’s powers helpfully decide to show him what happens at this juncture in that universe. Scandal, collapse, corruption—the worst part is, he thinks, is that it can’t even be all that different from this universe, only that the guy on the inside trying to change anything won’t be in power to do so. Maybe it would even be better.

Pearl ‘slits her throat’ in the night, his powers inform him. It’s not a suicide.

Scott can be selfish about that much. So can Pearl. They can’t be caught.

“I already knew most of it,” Scott says, finally. “But I’m in charge now. I sign the orders, right next to the Commander. I sign the ones his name can’t be caught on, too. I’m in.”

“Who better to lead than a man who can see the future?” Pearl says.

“You know that’s not how it works,” Scott says.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have taunted you,” Pearl says.

“Jesus. Don’t apologize. You’ll make me think you’re an imposter,” Scott says.

“Yeah, well, the plan goes forward,” Pearl responds.

“Sure. Yeah. The plan goes forward,” Scott agrees. “The plan goes forward.”

Pearl reaches her hands across the table. Scott looks at them and, after a moment, reaches his own across to grab them. They sit there, holding each other’s hands, for a while, and it’s almost like they’re ten, and every horrible future the two of them can see flash by as possibilities is the end of the world, instead of another messy quagmire of maybe-just-as-bad-as-this-one. It had seemed much clearer then, really. It had seemed much easier. Scott doesn’t know. Maybe they were just stupider as kids.

Then again, he’d hated Pearl by eleven. He couldn’t have been that stupid.

He squeezes her hand tighter.

“Do good by them?” Pearl says, and it’s quiet and pained.

“Yeah,” Scott says.

“Okay,” Pearl says. “Okay.”

Slowly, Scott lets go of Pearl’s hands. He grabs the brandy again. He pours another glass. “I’m gonna get blackout drunk now,” Scott says.

“Sure. Just for tonight. I reserve the right to be sad and drunk next time,” Pearl says.

“Great planning,” Scott says.

“Yeah, well, we’ve still got a few hours,” Pearl says.

“I hate you,” Scott says.

Pearl smiles, for some ungodly reason.

“Yeah, me too.”

They stay there until Scott’s too drunk to stand up straight, and then Pearl lifts him around her shoulders and gets him outside to a cab. In the clothes he stole from Jimmy, no one can recognize him anyway. He’d think the hair would be distinctive enough, but apparently not. He won’t be caught today.

He muddles forward into the one future he can’t quite see.

#a bee fic #scott smajor #pearlescentmoon #no smp tag on this one because it's entirely au and like technically a hc au but scott is here #alcohol #implied/referenced violence #...this is completely without context atm this is me. warming up on a particular au. this has NOTHING TO DO with the plot of that au #you can in fact probably ignore this ficlet for that au. which is. the only reason i'm posting it #anyway. i think we should do more in aus with the insane dynamic that was double life scott and pearl #and this isn't exactly like that but these charaters are a LITTLE inspired by that #see you in like. several months! #me writing whatever this is: aren't superhero aus fun guys

[maybeitsalivescribbles]

TTD - True Evil 2/4

part1 part2 part3 part 4

*

Hero considered themself as a simple person: when there was a mystery, answers had to be found. For answers to be found, you had to ask those who were hiding something. It was clear that Villain would not talk to them, but there was one obvious solution left. Sighing, they pulled out their phone and sent a text to Superhero.

The next morning, they entered the elite training room, forcing their lips to smile. They hated this place. Superhero, under the pretext that Hero couldn’t be hurt by his laser beams, never stopped training when they were there. It was true that Hero’s powers technically protected them, but being so close to something so deadly was nothing pleasant, and if they were immune to lasers, they weren’t to wreckage.

Superhero was already in here. He was kicking a brick construction in a corner. After two or three tries, it all crumbled. Superhero shook his head.

“Too slow. Too weak,” he mumbled for himself.

Hero cleared their throat. Superhero turned his head and beamed at them.

“Ah, it’s you! I’m happy to see you.”

“You are?”

Superhero chuckled and took them by the shoulder:

“I want to apologize for the last time. I was a little too direct. A leader-”

His gaze became unfocused:

“A good leader has to give positive vibes. You have to forgive me. As you know, my week has been complicated. In a life of battles, sometimes you forget yourself.”

It was true that Superhero made the news nearly every day. He rarely rested and took down Supervillains once a week. He wasn’t at the top of the agency for nothing. Hero, who maybe had to fight five or six times since they’d begun the job, nodded:

“I understand.”

Superhero looked at them from top to toe and made a wan smile in answer.

“I wanted to ask about Villain,” said Hero.

Their boss shook his head with a slight frown, grasping their shoulder with a little more strength:

“Can’t you make an investigation by yourself? See, this is what worries me. You can’t cry for help every time you meet an obstacle. Do the work yourself. Now, forgive me, I have to train.”

“I made it, sir. To begin with, Villain is an orphan, left at birth. No one knows about their family.”

“Now, it that an excuse for villainy? You of all people should know-”

“The thing is, sir, I have a rather clear idea about Villain’s background. What I don’t know is what they have done, except for some petty robberies. Their file mentions murders, but I can’t find concrete proof anywhere.”

“Seek harder.”

“With all due respect sir, that’s what I’m doing. I’ve looked into the history, and you helped writing this… file.”

The last word was pronounced through clenched teeth. The pressure on their shoulder had just become painful. It didn’t last long, though. Superhero let them go, their gaze unfocused. Hero stepped back hastily, massaging their shoulder.

“Sir?”

“You-”

He stopped. Hero glanced at the door behind them. It wasn’t far, but they couldn’t dream of getting out without being caught. They couldn’t compete with someone with super speed. Hero pushed back that thought – come on, it was their boss – and tried to keep their professional-looking face when Superhero smiled at them again, with a grin as small and forced as theirs.

“You were right to come to me. Maybe I should have told you first. We could have avoided all of this. Let’s go in my office.”

Hero followed him to the stairs. They had never gone up there. It was usually a place reserved for important people, superheroes or at least top-ranked heroes. They always imagined a really fancy place. It was…a bit of a disappointment, to tell the truth. The corridor itself was empty and cold, without tables or chairs. Superhero’s place was a small, cramped room, with an old office that occupied most of the space and an old, closed cupboard. There was no decoration, nothing on the gray, thick walls. Two stools were the only sitting accommodations. Hero stayed up, looking at the place with confusion, while their chief went to the cupboard (not without difficulty) to pick up a little box. He pulled out of it what looked like a pair of earbuds, and put one of them on.

“Do you know what it is?”

“No, sir.”

“They are from a friend I saved once from – no matter. They allow reliving the memories of the one who wears it. It’s very useful for interrogations.”

“I don’t understand-”

“I know you don’t. Villain is a cold-blooded killer, Hero, since they were a child. And I know more than anyone since I’ve seen them do it.”

Hero recoiled. Their boss noticed and had a grim smile.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t want to relive that, but then, you’re right. I shouldn’t spare myself if it hides the truth.”

Then his voice dropped into a growl:

“Take it. Take it and read my mind if it takes that to convince you.”

Hero looked into the pale red eyes that stared at him.

I’m immune to lasers. I’m immune to lasers. I’m not immune if he crushes my spine if he fires me if- no. Stop it.

They put the Not-Earbuds on.

*

Next part here

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#hero x villain #hero villain community #writeblr #writers on tumblr #my writing #creative writing #heroes and villains #hero and villain #original fiction #writing snippet #writing dialogue #writers #writing community #original character villain x hero #hero x villain community #heroes and villains community #oc #these two dorks #the sound you hear is me frenziedly patching up a plot hole #I had no idea what Hero’s abilities were when I wrote Superhero for the first time #why the hell would they be afraid of him if they’re protected from his beams? #this is my answer #making it up as I go

[hurtmyfavsthanks]

“I love you. I love you. I love you.”

Hero tried to pull away from Villain’s caress, the metal cuffs binding them to the chair stopping them from getting far. This was wrong. “No, you don’t! Listen, you’re not in your right mind. Superhero—they thought drugging you with a love potion would make you switch sides,” Hero had tried to stop it before it happened, but now the best they could do was try to fix it. “If you just let me go, we can wait this out!”

Villain stared, pupils dilated and eyes hazy with artificial infatuation. After a long moment, they smiled. “Oh, you’re adorable, baby. Of course I know that!” They pulled themselves closer, practically sitting in Hero’s lap. “I don’t care how it happened anymore. I feel good, lovely and happy and perfect. I don’t care if it’s fake. I wanna feel like this forever, I want you to feel this way too.”

One arm wrapped around Hero’s neck, Villain reached into a pocket of their uniform and produced a thin glass vial. Hero recognized the pink, syrup-like fluid within instantly. “Superhero and I made a deal. I stay out of trouble, and they make sure there’s enough of this for the both of us.” 

Hero felt dread pooling in their stomach as Villain opened the vial, their smile turning almost manic with glee. “Aren’t you excited? We’re going to be happy forever.”

#villain #hero #villain whumpee #hero whumpee #superhero whumper #I think more love potion plots sould involve both parties under the influence #mutual noncon #i guess??? #drugged #love potion #betrayal #villain whumper #intimate whumper #well technically it's not their fault but they're still in a whumper role #my stuff

[sleepless-in-southlands]

i think hermitcraft should have the equivalent of that 'regular guy does the olympics as a reference point for how good the olympians are' where it's just like. person who plays minecraft often enough to know what it is but that's it. they're not bad at the game but they're not about to reinvent the block while they play. around them are feats of divine architecture and world breaking redstone and cinema level plot lines and meanwhile they are living in a lovely one story one room wood house, they just made themselves a diamond chestplate, they are having a lovely day wandering around and complimenting everyone else's builds and politely declining every other hermits' offer to build a base for them

#oizys mumbles #hermitcraft #whenever plots are happening they play into it like a good chap but kinda in the way a civilian is around for a superhero fight #ren's king? oh well sure he is; i dont really have many diamonds to give him tho so doesnt affect me much #moon's big? odd but the world keeps spinning. anyways today im going to start a sheep farm (putting two sheep into some fencing) #for the record i would be Great at this role since my minecraft skills are digging and raising dogs and not much else #so hc if you're looking for a failboy to make the rest of you look even cooler-

[phoenix--flying]

for those of you who are new to my blog or have never seen me before percaethabaster is percy, alabaster, annabeth and ethan 💀

#the way im not lying #superhero au? percaethabaster #and then it evolved into apollo kids #royal au i dont think ive talked about? percabeth + ethabaster #and THAT evolved into apollo kids #and guess whos suffering in BOTH OF THEM? #lee and apollo thats who #they just cant catch a break can they? (i won't give them one) #lee fletcher #apollo pjo #phoenix aus #phoenix rambles #HAVE I TALKED ABOUT MY ROYAL AU HERE????? #I DONT KNOW??? #I DONT REMEMBER??? #you'll probably catch me talking about it soon im plotting shit #river is an enabler in all of these/hj #royal au #superhero au

[kira-kui-n]

rewatched samurai flamenco recently bc i remembered It Rules n then i was like hmm how old is this show like 7 years maybe 8 but it turned 10 years old a few months ago, ,,,,,,,,passage of time is relentless, ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

#well anyway if uve never watched samurai flamenco its a 22 episode anime abt a dude that wants 2 b a superhero #(its set in a normal world not a superhero world theyre not real. like kick-ass) #and it rules. i cant tell u anything else abt th plot u jsut have to trust me #scoobposting #also a few months ago i randomly remembered the name ''killing joke'' and i was like wtf who is this guy #and just searching killing joke gave me NOTHING !!!!! well nothing related 2 th mystery guy i was tryna remember #but he was a guy from samflam !!!! i thot it was weird that i randomly remembered Only his name #n then shortly after decided 2 watch the thing hes from which i havent watched in 4ever #weird ! maybe i knew subconciously. ........................ #he has like 2 minutes of screentime and just laughs tho why did i even remember that guys name. ..................................... #i do like him tho. ................

[attanos]

insp.

#strangerthingsedit #dailystrangerthings #tvstrangerthings #strangersource #stedit #elevenedit #mikewheeleredit #willbyersedit #** #stranger things #stranger things spoilers #listen i know its a big plot point that mike's the heart but in the head hand heart trio he's the head okay!!! #he's the dm the man with the plan the brains of the operation #and will is the emotional touchstone the heart of the party #the el is obviously the superhero the girl with the powers their strength etc #anyway love these three very much esp the will and el dynamic