#superhero week

[kotabear--24]

Jerejean Superhero Week!

Our next theme prompt is coming up! July 5th-July 11th will be Jerejean Superhero Week. As usual, no sign-ups, no word count or rating requirements! Just post your work to our Jerejean Superhero Week collection when you're ready!

(Special thanks to @crushed-oranged-angered for the awesome poster!)

Our next theme will be Dad(dy) Week in August!

[realstraykids]

Stray Kids as iconic lines from The Avengers

[1095]

“Villains are just desperate heroes. People who once fought for good, who used to try to fly so high, but then fell down deeper than anyone should.” (x)

[felixthekoala]

Comic Au Concept Photos

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(I made & posted these a while ago, aka before the first chapter dropped, but I’m bringing them back in honor of superhero week!)

[han-jiji]

Visions and Vampires - SH Short

The second short in the Super Hero week!! I hope you enjoy!!

Minho was sitting at the table, the cup of coffee in front of him full and cold. Seungmin looked through the door for the 5th time that hour, and Minho was in the same place. Except this time, his hands were scratching the table, writing what he saw. Those splinters would be hell to get out, and Woojin would be pissed that his new table was ruined. The 10th one in 2 months, Woojin had a right to be pissed.

Minho’s hands started to scribble furiously, and his whole body began to shake. The cup of coffee spilled onto the table and dripped onto Minho but he was still scribbling, still scratching away at the table, relentless and furious. Seungmin slowly started into the kitchen, and turned on the aura vision. Despite being over 100 years old, he still had no better name for it.

Minho was a vibrant green, although the colour was slowly flickering to pale yellow. The green meant he was in the middle of a vision but the yellow meant he was coming back to normal, which meant he could clean the coffee off of him and tell Seungmin what the vision was.

Minho suddenly hasped and ripped his hand away from the table. Seungmin was already walking towards Minho with a solution made specially for removing splinters. Minho groaned, his head felt like it was splitting into millions of tiny pieces. Seungmin brought over some pain killer leaves as well, giving them to Minho to chew on. He glared but opened his mouth, the bitter taste of the leaves making his eyes clench shut. God he hated these leaves, almost as much as he hated the splinters. Almost.

“So, what was it this time? Me or Jisung dying? Or maybe, just maybe, Jeongin?” Seungmin asked casually, like he wasn't going to die horribly. Minho side eyed Seungmin, looking as he made another cup of coffee for Minho. He already knew some of the visions- mainly the ones that ended with someone dying in a horrific way. For Seungmin, he was killed by an elemental who turned him into stone. Jisung was being teleported into the sky and left to fall. Felix tries to save him but teleports to the wrong space, exactly the space two seconds above where Jisung was. But this time… this time it was Minho himself.

“It was me. I was looking through someone else's eyes.” He glanced at the table, at the engraving. “I was fighting someone. They’re blurred out, I can’t see who it is. I just know that he grabs my head and…. And I’m no better than a grape. He tosses me aside like I'm worthless, like I’m just a bit of trash. Then it's you. Then Jisung. And then Hyunjin, his gist gets cut off him like nothing, and Hyunjin becomes his gist, he becomes the nightmare everyone thinks he is. He’s ruthless, he rips through everybody. It doesn't matter what side they're on, he's just so fucking angry at the world. I see someone swing at his head from behind, and then its Changbin, its Changbin who somehow fucking self implodes and wiped out a bloody army of them all. Then it’s everyone and nobody and its hell on earth and I cant stop it, its never ending and it's too much I can't-” Minho took a deep breath, stopping himself from crying. Seungmin brought the coffee over, it smelling too much like a calming tonic to be comforting but Minho drank it all in one go, needing to feel better.

“Honey I’m hooooo- MY TABLE!” Woojin ran over to inspect the damage, stressing over the marks. He looked up at Minho, then at his hand resting in the solution. Finally, he looked at Seungmin and nodded, realising what had happened. He sighed and walked away, already thinking about what to do. One of these days he would end up leaving the table so it was covered in markings, but until then he would find a new tree to make into a table.

Everyone else slowly trickled in, each stopping by to say hello. Soon only Hyunjin and Changbin were unaccounted for but this was normal, they often disappeared for hours to train, Hyunjin gaining more control over his gist was important for future fights, and Changbin was slowly controlling the elements to make himself armour out of those elements. Jeongin was amazed every time the water slowly built around Changbin, the water moulding to his shape and hardening, becoming as tough as steel. Even the gist couldn't get through it, no matter how hard it tried.

“Seungmin, c'mere a minute, kinda need you!” Chan yelled from upstairs, his voice calm but Woojin looked at Seungmin as he passed, mouthing the words ‘be prepared’. While Woojin knew many things, he never knew the full extent, only knowing partial things. For example, the fact that Chan was cornered and about to probably start a fight, but what he was fighting was a huge grey area.

The stairs didn’t creak anymore thanks to Woojin spending a month at a carpentry class and deeming himself fit to change the boards. They had barely any access to upstairs for a month, only being able to go up once they’d ‘payed a toll’ to the ones that could get upstairs- Felix and Jeongin. They could climb up the outside and use the windows but where's the fun in that? Besides, Jisung had covered the outside of the house in sigils that made it impossible to climb up which was oh so helpful, especially when someone forgot the keys and Felix and Jeongin were out getting food.

Seungmin peeked round the corner at the top of the stairs, checking for where Chan could've been when he heard a crash. Of course it had to be the weapons room, it's not like there were hundreds of sharp dangerous weapons in there. Not at all.

Seungmin slowly crept to the weapons room, turning on the aura vision halfway there so he could get an idea of what he was dealing with. He poked his head through the door only to bring it back as quickly as possible, a throwing knife embedding in the wall exactly where his head was resting 2 seconds ago. A blast of electric blue filled the room, and sounds stopped for a moment. Seungmin decided that it would be good to maybe take the knife resting in the wall, at least he could defend himself from Mr Blue Light in there.

After seeing a blast of black overtake the room, Seungmin turned off the aura vision and looked in again. Chan was facing… a vampire. A damn blind and deaf vampire if the lack of eyes and ears meant anything. Chan glimpsed over at Seungmin, smiling.

“Thanks for joining me finally man! Wanna join in the fun? He seems,” a duck under the vampires claws, “to be very blind and very deaf which is good. I found him in here,” Chan grabbed a nearby sword and swiped for the vampires head but it moved at the last minute, “and he has a note stapled to his chest which I tried to read but he smelt me unfortunately.” Already Chan was smiling, being around vampires was good for necromancers, their power is stronger around death and vampires were dead enough for necromancers. Shadows began forming around Chans hands, spreading to his forearms and twisting around to form spiked gauntlets. The thing about shadow magic- even if you stabbed someone with a spear of shadow, the skin wouldn't break, but the damage would be there, just not visible.

Seungmin decided he would enter the room but stayed on the other side, far away from Chan and the vampire. After all, watching Chan fight was something amazing considering how he often cracked jokes in the middle of it all. Plus it’s not every day you get to meet a vampire.

[hyyunjinn]

The Adventures of Ladybug & Chat Noir

↠ straykidznet’s superhero!month

Jeongin Yang as Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Minho Lee as Adrien Agreste

     Jeongin, an average boy with the worst luck, one day received Tikki--the kwami of luck and creation--to fight against the evil Hawkmoth. 

     Fortunate Minho received Plagg--the kwami of bad luck and destruction--to fight alongside Ladybug and protect the city of Paris.

DO NOT REPOST

[han-jiji]

Raid On The Sanctuary - SH Short

The first short in the superhero series!! Please enjoy!!

The raid was meant to go well. Emphasis on meant. Felix was meant to go ahead and scope out the place, simply teleporting in and teleporting out with his status report. What they didn’t account for of course, was the circle of cleavers waiting for Felix.

The cleavers were dangerous on their own, being trained mindless soldiers equipped with a scythe and immense fighting skills. However, being caught in a ring of them alone with magic draining sigils surrounding him?? A recipe for disaster.

The rest of the gang was sitting outside when Woojins head shot up.

“Felix was caught. Shit he shouldn’t have went alone, one of us should’ve went with him. He’s being taken to the cell- no. They’re going a different way,” Woojin closed his eyes, focusing on Felix and the path he was going. He started muttering to himself, trying to figure out where they were going.

Suddenly his eyes shot open, and he looked to Chan.

“He’s being taken to the Grand Mage.”

--

“Please enlighten me Mr Lee. Why on Earth would you think it’s a good idea to break into the Australian Sanctuary and try to steal god knows what?” Grand Mage Daemon Woods questioned from his throne, reminding Felix of a man trying too hard to prove himself.

“After all,” the Grand Mage continued. “You were a trusted member here Felix. Then you suddenly up and left along with my greatest general. How is Christopher doing these days? Still betraying sanctuaries I suppose.” Felix couldn’t help but laugh at him.

“You treat Chan like shit just ‘cos he’s a necromancer and suddenly when you need him, he’s your ‘greatest general’? Just like you to spin the story to fit your needs. Chan is fine thanks. Also, maybe you shouldn’t have a window right behind your fuckin’ throne pal, makes for very good escape plans.” Felix managed to keep him distracted for long enough to allow Jeongin to climb up the walls to the window, though he saw Jeongin almost walk right past them, then backtrack and look in from the top of the window. It almost made Felix laugh but then Daemon started blethering on about Chan and his smile flew right out the window right as Jeongin came in the window.

Jeongin pulled the dagger from his belt and crept to behind the throne- god Jeongin hated calling it that, it was little more than a damn fancy chair with some pretty jewels in the shape of Daemons rather large head. Anyway, Jeongin crept behind Daemon and brought his dagger up to rest against his throat. Daemon looked to his side to see the cleavers being wrapped up by shadows and disappearing, and Jisung was slowly working on the sigils carved into the walls with a chisel. The ‘Grand’ Mage was trapped, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

“Now,” Chan started, appearing out of the shadows. “What’s this I hear about someone using my full name?”