#hero pred

[vorev]

Villain so caught up in their monolog they don't notice the hero slowly swallowing them

[im-just-a-little-freak]

Hero’s eating villains, love that shiz

villain is monologuing about some silly things, maybe threatening to eat the hero, but while their talking, the hero quietly gets free and walks over silently, letting the villain have their talk as they stand over them, waiting for them to realise they where being stood over by their worst enemy, who is rather tired, overworked and hungry.

the villain looks up, pausing, before being lifted by the tired hero, and after much protest, pushed down their throat into the awaiting stomach of the hero, and attempting to bargain their freedom (maybe their scared, maybe their not) and is the only response they get are half assed “mhm”s or yep”s feels the hero lay down, yawning as the pass out.

[flammezani]

Nomvember 2025, Day 18 -- Dilemma

Title: Derailment Plot Summary: Oh no, the evil Ms. Dilemma has set up a scenario where 5 people are on one track and 1 person is on the other! Whatever will the hero Iceas do when her girlfriend’s life is on the line? Word Count: 1073 Adjectives Used: Ancient (old), Apparent (obvious), Impassable (accidentally)

“You’re too late, Iceas!” Ms. Dilemma cackles as I roll my eyes. “You’re too late yet again!”

“Yes yes, what have you done this time?”

“Just look at my handiwork below!” I peer over the edge, and-

“Woman.”

“What do you think?! Flip the lever, and you prevent a trolley from killing five people just to kill your girlfriend! Else, you’ll let your girlfriend live at the expense of five innocents!”

“Did you seriously re-invent the trolley problem?!”

“N-no?!”

“THIS IS THE FIFTH TIME YOU’VE DONE IT THIS MONTH!” I screech, throwing my white-gloved hands out and feeling tempted to strangle this woman’s neck. I mean, I’m only a few months older than her, but still!

“But it’s different! Last time it was your cheating ex!”

“Forget this,” I grumble, kicking the lever over and freezing it in place as I start creating an ice slide to make it down to the other side of the tracks, seeing my beautiful girlfriend Lisov stuck to the tracks, the sun shining against her wonderful tan skin, curly brown hair, and green eyes.

“Sweetheart!” she calls out when she sees me. “Thank you for saving me, that villain was dreadful.”

“I know,” I sigh as I get to untying her ropes. “Honestly, she gets on my nerves.”

“Mhm,” she nods. “Thank goodness my wonderful goddess is here to save me, and-”

“Oh shut your mouth,” I add, blushing as I turn away.

Yet, a honking can be heard in the distance. My head swivels, body panicking as I see the runaway trolley barrelling towards us… There’s no time.

“Sorry,” I hastily apologize. I look towards her, opening my mouth wide. Her eyes don’t waver, struggling to process as she’s engulfed in my maw within seconds. She struggles against my suction, legs floundering as I take a second quick gulp and keep her down, sweating as she starts to kick around.

“Where am I?!” she panics, small bumps forming as I start to hug her. “Iceas, where-”

“Hey,” I shush, slowly caressing her head as I turn away, the trolley barrelling away rapidly and screeching against the tracks. “You’re ok, just… inside me,” I explain, her flailing slowing down as she hears my soothing words. “Now,” I answer, glaring upwards. “Time to have a chat.” I raise my hands, a stair of ice freezing the air as I ascend towards the villain now clutching the side of the railing, refusing to let go. She looks at me oddly, eyes now… empty.

Then, she lets her hands up, slowly raising them to the bright blue air. Her lips open and close, the wind obfuscating her words.

“What was that?” I demand, raising an icicle spear in my hand.

“I surrender,” she replies softly, refusing to meet my gaze. I stomp forward, only for an internal pounding to rise that causes me to stop.

“HEY WAIT WAIT WAIT!" Lisov cries out. 

“WHAT?!” I ask. “What is it now-”

“SHE’S MY BLIND DATE!”

“YOUR WHAT?!” I look over at Ms. Dilemma, clutching her arm. “You- what?! You dated my girlfriend?!” 

“I didn’t know,” she confesses. “I mean, at the time we met, but-”

“Hey, let me explain,” Lisov interrupts.

“Alright…” With some hesitation. I regurgitate her, seeing her climb out as she falls onto the ground, saliva sticking to her face. “Now, talk.”

“So,” she starts, “We had met through a dating app. It was pretty pleasant, she was a nice person. I kinda found out about her villainy… well, today actually. But she said no one was going to get hurt! Really!”

“Yeah,” Ms. Dilemma agrees. “I only meant for the trolley to stop not to actually… plow through. I know I set the emergency brakes to activate, broke the track before, everything… how could it?”

“So please,” Lisov asks. “Don’t… do anything.”

My icicle spear wavers, falling to the ground and shattering. “Fine,” I huff. “Still, you’re under arrest.” My stomach grumbles, prompting Ms. Dilemna to look at it. “What?” I ask.

“Well,” she offers, “if you need to contain me…” she thrusts her limbs forward, expecting something. We stand there, leaving her blushing.

“What?” I demand. “What more could you possibly want?”

“You can… eat me,” she mumbles…. Huh?

Screw it. I saunter up to her, sizing her up; she’s only a few inches shorter. “I should be able to make this work,” I reply, opening my mouth wide. I gulp her head, the sensation of her twitches sending thrills as it mixes with the tanginess of her sweaty sand-white skin. 

“Mmph!” she mumbles, wriggling around as I take my time savoring every bit of her, feeling the latex of her suit slide cleanly down my throat, her descent starting to form a bulge that grows into a bump, then a hill. She seems to fight back all the way, good; I want my prey to squirm, especially for someone like her. I finish gulping down her shoes, letting out a gasp as I complete my last swallow. She moves around slowly as I decide to knead my stomach, applying a bit more force with each one. “Ow, that hurts a bit,” she complains.

“Good,” I reply. “You nearly hurt my wife with my antics.”

“I… know,” she confesses. “I wanted you, honestly.”

“And this was how you decided to do that?”

“Sweetheart,” Lisov asks, putting a hand on my stomach. “I love her too, and I trust her. Please?”

I can’t fight her when she makes that pouty face. “Fine,” I reply.

“It’s just, you’ve always seemed so bright,” Ms. Dilemma answers. “So confident in your decisions… and then here I am; a rich girl who became a high-school dropout. I failed my way out of uni because I just couldn’t decide what I wanted to do… everything sucked.”

…

“It still does,” I answer, leaning on her. “My agency, they always call me at the most unreasonable hours, whitewash me when given the chance, all that stuff. It’s not great either, and to be honest… I kinda wanted a chance to break free.”

“Remonda Wilkison.”

“Sorry?”

“That’s my name.”

“... Aurora Fidafey,” I return.

“It’s a cute name.”

“I know,” I pridefully say, deciding to give a kiss. “I can… give you a chance. Lisov seems to like you.”

“Love,” she corrects, rubbing along my stomach too.

“Haha,” she chuckles, starting to cry.

Damn, looks like I’ll need to hand in my resignation letter later today.

[whitchygaythem]

Heroes and Villains

*BOOM*

A huge boom shook the city, causing civilians to cry out and fall to the ground. Talia snapped to attention, eyes shooting to her phone as it let out a positive little *ding!* noise.

*TYPE 4 VILLAIN ALERT, GET TO SAFETY. TYPE 4 VILLAIN IN THE UPTOWN DISTRICT. GET TO SAFETY." 

Talia smiled as she ran to the bathroom to change into her "work clothes". A tight, white bodysuit made from a durable material from her home planet with flowing blue, gray and silver accents. She clipped on her sky blue cape, and she was ready. Talia stepped into the bathroom, but Sky Queen, protector of Earth and hero of planet Galiler, stepped out. She rushed to the roof of the cafe, jumping off and taking flight. There was only one type 4 villain who consistently attacked uptown. All the other type 4s were off trying to conquer North America or control the government from the shadows. Gargantuan was always a nice change of pace, being a problem Talia could just punch. She soared over the city, speeding up when she heard crashing footsteps and maniacal laughter.

Sky Queen was right. Gargantuan was trying to run away with a handful of gold artifacts from the history museum. She had taken every last bit in the place from where Sky queen could see. Gargantuan had even taken the gold crown, and threaded it through her huge nose ring. It hung there, as Gargantuan ran through Main street, black fluffy hair bouncing in a short ponytail, as she trampled streetlights and abandoned cars under foot.

"Gargantuan! Stop this!" Sky Queen flew right in front of Gargantuan's face and she skidded to a halt in front of her. 

"Sky Queen, my nemesis! You should know by now that I will never listen to you!" She used her free hand to swat at Sky Queen.

"But you did stop, for your heart is not truly evil!" Sky Queen flew around Gargantuan's body, snatching artifacts from her giant palm, one by one.

"My heart is like the night, Miss Sky, dark and everlasting!"

Sky Queen flew towards the gold once again, but Gargantuan yanked her hand away, using her free hand to slap Sky Queen into a building. 

"Even night has moon light!"

Gargantuan grabbed Sky Queen, tightening her fist.

"Well then maybe my heart is like a new moon!"

Sky Queen burst out of the giant villain's fist and shot towards her unguarded hand. She snatched the gold up in her arms, dropping it off on a roof with the rest of it. 

"Even the new moon lets stars shine!" 

Sky Queen flew down, grabbing the back of Gargantuan's ankle and pushing. Gargantuan yelped, flailing for balance. 

"Ack, hey no fair! Wait a sec I almost got somethin-" Sky Queen flew up to Gargantuan's face, grabbing the nose ring that held the crown, and punching Gargantuan. Hard. She fell, shrinking as she went down, until she wasn't, well, gargantuan anymore. Only then did Sky Queen look down and realize she still had the nose ring in her hand, one side holding the crown, the other dripping with blood.

"Shitt she's gonna hate mee" she groaned as she heard the *WHOOP WHOOP* of police officers. She gathered all the stolen gold and took the crown off the nose ring, and returned them to the officers, as they thanked her and promised 

"She'll be gone for a long long time, thanks to you Sky Queen!"

"All in a days work!" She told them cheerily as she jetted off, then doubling back because she left the nose ring on the roof.

Talia sighed as she dried her bushy blonde hair with a towel. She had gotten way more bruises than last time. She glanced at the nose ring the size of a hula hoop and groaned. 

"Wow Queenie, I didn't think you were the type to keep trophies." 

Gargantuan had broken in, and was standing behind Talia's kitchen counter, her nose still covered in crusted blood around a straight cut through her nostril. In her current form, she was a full head shorter than Talia. Talia rushed at her.

"Oh my gods, Bea I'm so sorry!" She wrapped the smaller woman in a tight hug. "I got too into it again…" Bea did her best to pat Talia on the back, even though her arms were pinned to her sides by Talia's super-powered hug. 

"Girl, it's fine, I know the feeling. Remember that time I broke your ankle?" 

Talia giggled, resting her face in Bea's soft hair. "The costume looked so weird with the wrappings under it."  Bea chuckled and managed to free one arm and returned the hug.

"It's easy to go overboard with this stuff when you're fighting someone you don't think you can hurt. The best we can do is stitch each other up afterwards." Bea pushed out of the hug and leapt onto Talia's gray couch, flipping around to face her with a goofy smirk on her face.

"Speaking of stitches, I think it's time you helped me out Queenie" Talia rolled her eyes, still smiling. She walked over to the small bathroom 

"I wish I never picked that name, it's so… dorky." She grabbed the first aid kit from the cabinet and sat next to Bea. 

"Aww, cut yourself some slack Tals, you picked it," she leaned back, thinking and counting, "like ten years ago. Thirteen year olds are dorky. It's just a fact of life." Bea flopped onto Talia's lap with a flourish.

"Except for me, of course. I was cool." 

"Girl, sit up, I gotta stitch you up remember?" Bea obliged, sitting up and facing Talia, her legs still splayed over the couch and Talia's lap. Talia placed one hand on Bea's cheek and readied the needle. 

"Squeeze my leg if it hurts too much, ok?"

Bea nodded. 

Stitch one. Bea hissed quickly but stayed still.

Stitch two. Talia tilted Bea's face back towards her after she had jerked away from Talia. 

"This is the last stitch ok? We can do whatever you want after we take them out, promise." 

Bea nodded. "Can we cuddle?"

"Of course. Get ready." 

Stitch 3. Bea grunted and tightened her grip on Talia's knee.

"Ok, done with the worst part." Talia reached back into the first aid kit and retrieved a dimly glowing neon green bottle. She soaked a cotton ball with it and rubbed it over Bea's stitches. Her nose began to mend itself, the two pieces of flesh held together by the stitches, melding and repairing until all that was left was the stitches and a brand new scar. After she removed the stitches, Bea's nose looked fine. You wouldn't even know that one side had been ripped apart. Bea sniffed, lightly touching the new scar. She smiled.

"Nice. Do I look scarier? Tougher? More rugged?" 

Talia shrugged. "I can't really see it," she gestured to the green liquid. "This stuff is pretty potent." 

Bea whined and flopped back down onto the couch.

"But I want to look scaryyyy! How can I do that without badass scars?"

"I think you look plenty scary." She ruffled Bea's hair. "Are you ready?" 

Bea perked up. She closed her eyes, and exhaled. As she did, her body shrunk, until she was sitting comfortably in Talia's palm. Bea moved quickly, scuttling up Talia's arm to stand on her shoulder. Talia turned her head to Bea, who was grinning and giggling softly as she pushed at Talia's lips.

"Lemme in lemme in lemme in!"

Talia huffed at her but opened her mouth anyway. Bea fell into her maw, fitting perfectly on Talia's tongue. Bursts of sweetness danced wherever Bea's skin met Talia's taste buds, and she couldn't resist shutting her mouth and licking Bea, pressing her into her cheek. Bea never stopped moving, always squirming and pushing back at Talia's tongue playfully. Soon, Talia felt Bea inching towards the back of her throat and took it as a sign to "finish up". She licked Bea one last time before thickly swallowing her wiggly friend. She flopped back on the couch and sighed. She felt a weight land in her gut and placed a hand over her belly and rubbed. She closed her eyes and smiled as she felt Bea rub back. She began to nod off, comforted by the near constant movement in her belly.