Pre-established Relationship Meme – 💙 Complicated XD (((with Drago all its complicated.))

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syx-blue:

“Okay no wait!” Bluebell waved her hands wildly in the air, bouncing on her toes, “What if, just picture this, a swarm of robotic bees in a sandstorm! In fucking MICHIGAN! Yeah?” she grinned widely as she bounced down on the couch, tossing a beer overhanded at the djinn, “Don’t tell me that wouldn’t be fucking sweet. The looks on their faces alone I tell you!”

Cackling with wild energy she could hardly sit still, spilling beer as she gestured with both hands. The young blue villainess was clad in a studded leather pants and a cute skull tank top, her makeup as over the to dramatic as it always was with severe winged eyeshadow and dark purple lips.

-”Oh please stop!!AARRGGHhhhH” – He quickly covered his eyes shaking hands front his face before she could do the *presentation* crap. -”Not you too!! The fuck with people in this city with that. So cracked, woman! Don’t do it again” He growled and rolled his eyes. Seriously. if he hear that again he’s gonna blow up the whole city.

The rest of the information was pretty easy to swallow, still the powers they manage carry an interesting variety, but the thing didn’t truly comfort his curiosity. Mentioning that they can kill without touch, or burn a city was not making him think better. True for someone without powers or a human it was fasscinating. But he was old. like….really old. And saw many who did same if not more without conjure magic. This society was so accustomed to the quiet days that even a new plague scares the shit out of them.

-”Bluebell, for the way you describe each and one of them, enyone would think you really love them. “ he leaned back chuckling. With his magic he thres sparks, bright over her like a courtain, some way to represent the end of the theater. then clapped. “Bravo, that was pretty, now……. If I have to kill them….?.” he finally glanced away, a finger rubbing under his chin, thoughtfully.

Sticking her tongue out at him for trying to ruin her fun, Bell grabbed another beer, “I enjoy them. They make things interesting. God forbid this city ever get boring.”

The last question had the silliness drop off of her face. Straightening she tapped her chin, “The answer is actually reeeeeealy boring. They are all just human after all. Assuming it’s premeditated with plenty of prep time,” she held up a finger for the caveat, “a high-powered sniper shot to the head. Bang. Dead just like anyone else and no time for them to use their powers. Same way I’d kill you if I had to,” she shrugged, it wasn’t like she didn’t have backup plans for everyone, “Now it gets interesting if I didn’t have prep time!”

Passing the room, she mused, “Neither is immune to my de-gun but the smoke is impossible to shoot through and up close Jim-bo is good with a knife. Honestly, the best bet is to go for the girl first. He doesn’t think straight when he’s emotional. Problems there is the whole demon thing. But again! Waaaay too emotional. So play off the family love angle manipulating them until they lose their fight strategy. Downside with that angle is they won’t be holding back in the slightest and they have some nasty powers they can whip out. Still safer than them working as a team. I have holowatch mimics for both with voice recordings, so as long as they’re separated, that would work. Actually killing them would need improvised explosives and a fake corpse for the girl. I’d have to take Lyn out first. Then move on to Psycho. Again, explosives would be the easiest route to maintain personal safety and his powers don’t work as well against robots so at least a few would get close enough to detonate and I have a looooot of bots.”

“Destruction Worker is the easiest. For all his book smarts he has zero battle strategy. So he’s hardly worth the bother of explaining and a quick de-stroy would do the job,” she waved a hand dismissively, “Charlene I wouldn’t want to get within any radius off. Distance is the only option to kill her. Distance and surprise,” a distant look and a frown settled on Bluebell’s features, “I’ve seen the corpses she’s left behind. Melted bullets too. Once those flames are up I’m fairly certain only a high temp armored round would have a chance of getting through. She doesn’t care about collateral damage and using family against her would be suicide as most of them have powers too if my research is correct and I’m sure it is,” Bell crossed her arms and tapped her foot, “So high powered fire suppressant in order to get a shot in and then it would have to be a dead eye shot. But fire bitch is ancient and ornery so I ain’t touching that if I don’t have to.”

Starlight Picnic

syx-blue:

1000liveslived:

syx-blue:

“Weeeell,” Syx drawled out, running his fingers over her sides, “It’s going to start with a short drive over to the state park, then some hiking, and well I wont ruin then surprise,” he bounced back and held a finger in the air dramatically, “Buuuuut it does involve carefully selected foods and procured adult beverages and the stars,“ he waggled his brows at her as he bit his lip, “So I would highly recommend comfortable footwear,”

He rocked back on his heels, as giddy for the fruition of this plan as he’d ever been with any of his plots. It was heady, the nervous excitement and the wonder of how his audience would react to the grand unveiling. As a result, he was a tremendous ball of energy as he bounced about.

Dressing more sensibly for the trip, he’d donned a minimally spiked outfit with a simple black dress shirt, leather pants with a few decorative studs, and his trademark comfortable leather boots. His hands were even glove free for the day, he wouldn’t deny himself the skin contact. Not today.

Anna smiled gently, looking down at what it was she was wearing already, looking over at him. As he was dressed, she couldn’t help but admire just how it was he looked.. and couldn’t stop the way her hands began to run along his body a moment. She simply couldn’t help herself..

“It sounds like a wonderful time..” she murmured softly, a small smile still gracing her features. “I’ll get some shoes on, and then we can go,” She assured him, chuckling softly. She pulled from him a bit regretfully, going to where it was she kept her shoes and whatnot before pulling out a pair of comfortable sneakers she very rarely wore to begin with.

It didn’t take long before she had those laced up, standing to rejoin her mate wherever he was.

Syx hummed in delight as her hands roamed him, just as sorrowful as his mate was when Anna pulled away. While she got her shoes, Syx fetched his bike. Sitting astride it when Anna returned, he reached out to her, helmet in hand.

“Come on, gorgeous,” he grinned brightly with a wink, “Adventure and wonderful company awaits.”

♋

1000liveslived:

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syx-blue:

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He was outside. Crouching on a rooftop. Syx was familiar with the area and being on a roof wasn’t that strange… but… he didn’t remember coming out here. Maybe he’d… sleep walked? He’d been building something in Evil Lair… Anna had…. tried to get him to come to bed, but he’d been on a roll and wanted to finish. He’d promised to make it up to her later. Likely he’d fallen asleep at the drafting table, it would hardly be the first time that happened.

Still, it hardly explained what was going on currently. Standing Syx stepped back from the ledge. He didn’t feel tired. At all. Bouncing on his toes he marveled at how odd that was. His clothing was odd too… not his normal leather and spandex. Speaking on that… he reached up and touched his head. Small. Hair.

WHAT?!

Jerking in shock and growing panic, Syx spun and dropped to the ground. He made a beeline for the lair. He didn’t know what was going on but he needed Minion NOW!.

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Syx shrugged helplessly at her, “Your guess is as good as mine, tiger. All my senses are fucked.”

Bolstering up his courage, Syx marched his ass over to the person in his body, “Who are you anyway? And what is wrong with me? This isn’t how humans feel? Is it?”

It couldn’t be. Everything was easy and light. He never even lost his breath running over here. This body couldn’t be human. It just couldn’t be.

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“Scent it?” Veda parrots, not understanding Anna’s choice of phrase, what she meant by that. It doesn’t take long before that train of thought ends up derailed by Syx’s line of questions.

Flinching back, the anxious panic Veda had been feeling is creeping more and more into her expression, making herself focus on Syx in her own body. “It- it is.” At least, for her, it was how she normally felt. Though that was wildly different from other humans, she knew that.

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Anna’s lips thinned just a touch as Syx approached his own body, though when she smelled the sharp scent of Veda’s emotions? She was quick to act. She moved forward, gently taking Syx’s shoulders and urging him back, “Its okay,” She urged the person, looking to Syx, hoping her expression would urge him to calm down.

“Everybody just.. relax. We will figure this out.. take a step back, take a deep breath, and lets think this out without making this any worse than it is,” She urged. Despite the slight command in her voice, her tone was soft and gentle, soothing as if she were talking to two angry and frightened animals..

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“Relax? I am relaxed!” Syx hunched his shoulders and glared at the person in his body, “And stop lying. You have gooooot to be lying,” turning his glare to his new flesh he poked at the pink skin.

He followed Anna’s direction and backed off muttering to himself. Glancing up he informed her, “Just… keep her? from leaving. I’m going to the idea room,” he scowled, “And changing. These clothes are stupid. And I need to overwrite the security protocols to accept commands from this form for however long this lasts.”

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“Hi! I’m Dana!” A tiny alien smiled up at him. “How are you?!”

shitpostingrick:

syx-blue:

“Stealings bad even if you don’t get caught,” Megamind explained holding up a finger, “But not getting caught is the most important part.”

As she posed, he couldn’t help the grin that spread on his face, “And is the little villainess does get caught, the other important thing is knowing how to get out of a pair of handcuffs.”

“They don’t fit on me. They falls off and go claaannggg on the floor. Claaanngg.”
The child was making hand gestures and noises.
“I’m gonna stealed a donut from the donut house and…eat it! Donuts have holes in them cause….that is where their mouths are.”

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syx-blue:

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Megamind pulled up short, blinking down at the small child? a hand drawing up to his chest as he peered dow at her. Black cape pulled around him, the blue man rocked back on his heels, “My! Aren’t you interesting!”

“Megamind, Criminal Genius and Master of all Villainy,” he boasted with a smirk, “And I’m deplorably bad, which is good. For the sake of bad.”

“Stealings bad even if you don’t get caught,” Megamind explained holding up a finger, “But not getting caught is the most important part.”

As she posed, he couldn’t help the grin that spread on his face, “And is the little villainess does get caught, the other important thing is knowing how to get out of a pair of handcuffs.”

“They don’t fit on me. They falls off and go claaannggg on the floor. Claaanngg.”
The child was making hand gestures and noises.
“I’m gonna stealed a donut from the donut house and…eat it! Donuts have holes in them cause….that is where their mouths are.”

“Yes, they are certainly delicious…” Megamind smiled, humoring the girl. Minion was far better at this sort of thing, he was right back to feeling awkward.

“Trick or treat,” Dana said.

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syx-blue:

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“Oh, what are you doing out this far little Miss? We don’t get trick-or-treaters out here.”

Actually, unless you count that witch that had dropped by one year, they’d never gotten any to the Evil Lair. Still, Minion was always prepared.

“Just a moment!” he returned shortly with a tray of cookies, offering them to the girl, “And what are you tonight?”

“Not very big, though,” Minion corrected, “But then I’m not very big either.”

He spun around in the tank of his suit, “When we aren’t very big, that means its dangerous to go alone. It’s alright to need help. That’s why Sir built me this suit.”

“Why don’t I walk you back home, little Miss? We can get more candy on the way back. By the way, my name’s Minion, what’s yours?”

“I’m Danalynnia, but everybody calls me Dana!”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Dana, shall we get you home?”

Our muses in a thunderstorm.

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kmcp8reporter:

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kmcp8reporter:

The storm raged over Metro City, lightning cracking overhead. Dashing for the cover of an awning, Roxanne cursed the fact that her mode of transportation was a little yellow scooter. The gas mileage was great and it was so easy to get around the city… until days like this. Hunching in her dark jacket, she rubbed her arms to stay warm, making idle conversation with the woman next to her, “I hate these freak storms this time of year. The weather has been so bad this fall.”

“I dono. It’s electrifying to watch.” The blue stranger replied in trance, dressed in a man’s orange rain coat, locks and long thick braid soared out from her collar with the stirring energy in the air, filling her up, radiating intensity.

The sky cracked again, followed by thunder. The explosive existence laughed luxurious, glancing over on the new arrival under the shielding stair case and eye’s wived wide, intrigued. “oooh, aren’t you the reporter Roxanne Ritchi?”

Roxanne wasn’t ever surprised when people recognized her, it came with being a local celebrity, “That’s me, Channel 8 reporter and professional ‘damsel’,” she gave a wry grin, damsel coming out with a sarcastic roll of her tongue, “You have me at a but of a disadvantage, though.”

Turning to the woman her paused as she saw a sliver of blue skin in a flash of lightning, her eyes widened. Trying to cover her shock at a female blue person, and that said blue person had hair, she chided herself. Of course there where more, Harrison had already told her such.

Lift a curved brown, expression speaking for, ‘oh really?’ “… Love to try you out on that dansel in distress deal, soon as the weather let up yeah?” Alixon snickered. Roxanne’s suprise of the blue womans apperances the same as a hundreds on the street everyday Alixon laid little attention on it if not pride, getting SOME reaction. Got less and less every year, city flooding with unatural creatures.
“What are you doing outside in this weather?”

Face falling blank, Roxanne blinked, “Uh, what?” she really hated when people made jokes about her frequent kidnappings. The weather was easier to explain, “Work,” she shrugged and pointed at her moped, “And that doesn’t offer much protection.”

azlariel:

syx-blue:

Minion closed up the lid to the box now filled with fish and turned to the stranger. Well, that was certainly new… A fish man? Swap monster? Alien? Mutant?

Setting aside the ice chest, he gave the being a little wave, “Hello?”

Blinking against the now brighter light, hesitation rules Azlariel’s actions. The Minion in front of him didn’t seem to be the one he’d met before, the suit new. That he so far seems to not be a threat is helpful, trilling softly to himself before returning the greeting. Waving in return. “Hello,” is his parroted and quieter, accented, response.

Minion perked up with the other beings response, “You are a person! I’ve never run into much out in the lake before, which always confused me considering the historical rumors around the lake, but Sir always says-”

Oh, he was doing it again. He really was horrible at the villainous secrets thing. Minion was just far too helpful of a fish.

“-Anyway, Minion, hench-fish extraordinaire,” he informed the new being, “You?”

Feathers and Spikes

ever-so-humble:

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ever-so-humble:

Taking a quick up and down examination of the dress Roxanne was wearing, Megamind’s natural bravado kicks in, feeling the need still to show off while in public. “Of course I did,” she exclaims, playing it up for the crowd that was starting to reappear from where they’d hidden when the fight started.

Hearing that Roxanne had been worried, though, she draws it back somewhat. Not yet realizing this one wasn’t wearing the matching ring she’d designed. “I would hope you were.”

Sliding into an easy smirk at the bravado, it reminded her so much of Megamind when things were going his way, “Is the goal always to impress me, then?”

“You make a much better hero than you do a villian,” she ducked her head a bit, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She remembered the cameras and held herself back from saying more, “It’s refreshing.”

Brows raising, she honestly looks surprised hearing that. “Well, I would hope so, having several years of practice!” Though it was strange to hear that from Roxanne, and it doesn’t take Megamind that much longer to clue in to a potential reason why. Glancing down again toward the woman’s hands in order to confirm that particular suspicion.

Another new one? Well then.

Noticing Megamind’s eyes drawn to her hands, Roxanne held them up and looked them over in confusion. An eyebrow raised in silent questions after finding nothing strange. Finally it clicks, “Oh! Oh sorry! You thought I was-” she put a hand over her mouth and chuckled in embarrassment, “Afraid not. Mine’s male.”

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syx-blue:

“What? Not good enough for you,” Bluebell demanded in a huff. Stalking over to the escaping dragon, she rushed to block it n from getting away from her, “We are going on a magical adventure even if I have to kidnap you. You aren’t required to enjoy it, but I have been waiting my whole life for this shit. Got it bucko?”

All of her childhood wishes had failed. No one had come down on a spaceship to save her. Her parents hadn’t secretly lived. The world hadn’t magically become more accepting. She hadn’t suddenly woken up to be normal one day. But she had just met a mother fucking dragon and she was going an a fucking magical adventure even if it landed her in lock up again.

“Lady, get a head check, I ain’t going on any sort of adventure with anyone.” Especially not nutjobs. “You can either buy a ticket to Disneyland or find a drug dealer, heard the LSD is going in for cheap,” he huffed.

Since he checked last time with the owl, he still could fly, so… flying escape was it. He started to inhale in case he needed a sudden jet of air to get away from her.

“Hey!” Bluebell shouted, watching the dragon try and escape. Freeing her de-gun in a smooth motion she pointed it at the fleeing dragon, “Didn’t your mother ever tell you it’s bad for your health to say no to a super villain?”

She put on her Megamind voice, giving him a good evil laugh as she squeezed the trigger on the dehydration setting to turn him into a little blue cube.

She arrives. (Celly)

thevoidcomes:

syx-blue:

Syx swallowed and keyed up the main door they used to exit the large bots through. At least the ceilings here were tall, but he still eyed her hair nervously, “I… just don’t want you to… swallow anything I love.”

His voice was barely over a whisper. Desperately he tried not to picture the hole that had swallowed his entire childhood.

Too late she had realised that there was trauma in this being’s life.

Something that related to her. Or at least, what she was. Celestialess wished she could take it back, but all she could do now was leave.

“I will not.” She finally promises, waiting until there was an exit big enough for her before looking for guidance to exit.

thevoidcomes:

syx-blue:

syx-blue:

Syx had woken up from that nightmare again. It had gotten more frequent since his break up with Wayne. The stress, he was sure. Making sure not to wake Anna, Syx slipped out of bed and headed into the workshop. He needed a distraction. What he got was…

He made a high-pitched distressed noise in the back of his throat, beginning to hyperventilate. The void had come to swallow him whole.

Syx swallowed and keyed up the main door they used to exit the large bots through. At least the ceilings here were tall, but he still eyed her hair nervously, “I… just don’t want you to… swallow anything I love.”

His voice was barely over a whisper. Desperately he tried not to picture the hole that had swallowed his entire childhood.

Too late she had realised that there was trauma in this being’s life.

Something that related to her. Or at least, what she was. Celestialess wished she could take it back, but all she could do now was leave.

“I will not.” She finally promises, waiting until there was an exit big enough for her before looking for guidance to exit.

Nodding, Syx let his shoulders relax slightly, “Good, good.”

As he watched her leave, he finally let himself marvel at her appearance. She was gorgeous really. As he let his eyes fall into the depth of her ‘skin’ he saw things he hadn’t since he’d been a small child. The stars, unhindered by the atmosphere of a planet…

Whistful, he wondered, “Are you really… made of space?”