#villain saitama

[xkenesque]

Villain Saitama: One more thing, don't burn my suit every time we fight. Walking around naked, it's cold, you little brat.

...Um, I love the enemies to lovers dynamic so much.

"Whatever doesn't kill you, simply makes you stranger." is a quote from the Joker (The Dark Knight movie) I just wanted to draw something about SaiGenos Villain!AU, and then this scene popped into my head.

Btw, Batman: The Dark Knight is my favorite movie of all time, and I'm a huge fan of Batman Trilogy.

[ms-mo]

Sketch Villain Saitama

Source of inspiration, my lovely Jack

V-Sai Origin

After losing Genos and defeated Cosmic Garou, the world finally acknowledges Saitama strength. Saitama was soon crowned as King of the world, no longer Hero. He has everything the world could offer. Money, fame, women, respect. And the world finally met its peace as the monsters cower in fear and nobody dares to challenge Saitama. But still, he felt completely empty. Even as he was entertained by hundreds of beautiful women in his bed, he couldn't stop missing the metalic frame Genos has. Everyday he would visit Genos grave and mourned his dead lover.

After awhile, Saitama commands his people to rebuild city Z as it was, especially his small apartment. And when its done, Saitama retreat himself there alone, to reminiscent the memories of Genos and him living together. He stayed there, contemplating suicide as he refused to eat since nothing he can do to hurt himself. But even as months passes by, he still alive and well without a single food. King came to visit him sometimes, offering advices and trying to cheer his friend up. But Saitama was umovable.

One day, an unknown man with no face (wrinkly face) pay him a visit. Saitama recognize him, it was "God" in human form. Saitama was enraged at first, because he knew that God is the main cause of Genos death. Saitama wanted to fight, even if the world will be destroyed in the process, he couldn't care less. But God insist that he cannot win against Saitama, for Saitama is actually a cursed God that are impotent to death. So God offers Saitama a deal he cannot resist - to meet Genos in a parallel universe and be with him within restricted time. In exchange, 100 human lives for 1 day with Genos. Saitama doubt it at first, but then God take him back in time and let him see Genos for a minute. That completely shocked Saitama, as he sees Genos in front of him, cooking a meal in his pink apron. As soon as he hear Genos voice asking him if he's alright, Saitama quickly hugged Genos so tight, but enough not to break him. Saitama inhale as much of Genos scent, and kissed him full on the lips before the time was up and Genos is gone again.

With that Saitama decided, to make the deal.

[1rabong]

He won’t make him happy

[mrcaptainsir]

villain AU

[gengan341]

Dark! Saitama(mostly) and Dark! Genos

[guardiandae]

(Pretty sure I've teased this fic before, probably years ago. Now it will finally come out... soon! Head the tags and warnings when it does. Sorry it will be yet another incomplete WIP :') but... there was interest to finally see it, regardless.)

-// VILLAIN AU //-

"This is your power source, huh? I could pull this out--" he tugged lightly on the core, making the wires pull taut. "--And keep it as a cool paperweight.” Genos clawed helplessly at the man's wrist, reflexively fighting for his life even if logically he knew it was useless. “Or I could let you overload it, and self-destruct. That might be fun, huh? But just so you know, either way, the outcome will be the same. I'll live, and you'll die." That couldn't be true. Surely, his death would wipe out this villain, at least. It would mean something. It had to. But the man just continued to hold Genos' core in his hand, watching him with mild interest while the energy grew. No mortal being should be able to be near him right now, much less handle that much raw power directly. Even the light would be too intense to look at. Genos felt oil slide from his eyes, temporarily blurring what was left of his sight. He disabled the destruction sequence, allowing the energy to dissipate, venting excess steam to relieve some of it. The glow faded, and the man frowned, but didn't let go of Genos. "Why– why are you doing this?" Genos gasped out, struggling to breathe with the casual grip on his throat, strong as a vice. “They always ask that," the man said, sounding a little disappointed, but he humored Genos nonetheless. "I'm not doing anything. I'm bored." "You're... bored..." Genos repeated in disbelief. "All you heroes want to do is fight," he said, disdain dripping from his voice. "I thought being a villain would at least be fun, but all of you break too easily."  He tightened his grip fractionally on Genos' core, making the metal frame creak, and Genos frantically clawed at his arm once more. "No, stop," Genos pleaded. "Please. I'll do whatever you want. Anything. Just stop." He didn't expect the offer to have any effect, but the man actually paused to consider that with what seemed like interest. "Anything?" Genos nodded, oil dripping off his chin and onto the villain's sleeve, where it mingled with blood. "You'll give me this?" the man asked, holding Genos' core in the palm of his hand. Genos felt sick, but didn't let it show. "If you stop. Stop destroying things. Stop hurting people. If you promise you'll stop, you can have it." "Interesting. Okay. I promise."

[jaijaitbinks]

So... An ai generated this:

[saitama-vs]

Can Luo Binghe from Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System Defeat Saitama?

Rules: a character can only defeat Saitama if they

1: Can avoid getting punched, AND

2: It is funnier for them to win. Do not apply powerscaling logic to this poll.

Vote under the cut if you read the rules

[clairlycreature]

[pastelsailorr]

Thinking about @empanadadooblez baseball gang villain au again after who knows how many years

[xkenesque]

Rumor has it that there's a monster stronger than the entire Hero Association lives in Z city, who likes to eat meat, especially heart.

[ms-mo]

"Shouldn't be playing hero in the first place, pretty face"

Genos promised he won't fight and will give in, for the safety of others.

P/s : testing out my pen cuz the previous linearts was pretty rough. I swear I was gonna color this but my lazy ass got the better of me *sigh*

[okiedokie-sophie]

Villain Saitama

[orvtcftears]

Why do my favorite characters just,like, have almost nothing in common there's no pattern at all

1. Cale Henituse

2.Xiao Genshin

3.Ron Weasley

4. K(C?)atarina Claes

5.Penelope Eckart

6.Suzuki Iruma

7.Shen (Yuan) Qingqiu

8.Saitama

9.Phoenix Wright

10.Han Soo Young

11.Ochako Uraraka

12.Gingerbrave

[rayadraws]

Beach day!

[jaijaitbinks]

"Just let your desires consume you."

His everything burned. He burned and burned so hot. Swore he'd never let himself walk into an open flame ever again, never let it surround him and suffocate him in thick smoke. But damn him and his empty promises, because this fire was far better than anything he'd ever felt before. It sank deep into false veins, seeped into metal armor and limbs like water to a cloth. His core thrummed away in a steady rhythm but it felt like an upcoming heart attack, his titanium entirety cold but felt like a shell containing a wild, unforgiving fire. His ears felt scorching and clogged up but it felt like a filter was blanketed over it, muffling everything but the voice of sin—a pureblooded heathen. A degenerate, a profligate being, a demon of temptation and horrors.

A beauty in his corrupted black and gold eyes.

The touches he gave made him want to scream in wonderful agony. The dip in his bare palm, the same one that hid in fists capable and exposed to the gore of creatures and beasts and monsters, caresses him like a pillow cradling a sleeping head. Monster-eradicating hands caress a monster of metal, wires, and oil.

His hand moves up and down, up to fondle the tip, down to stroke the rest. A torturous pattern that makes him wail beneath his teeth but curse against his ear. A shiver wracks his body from head to toe.

"Let me consume you."

The fire he loves pulls away, replaced by an inferno. The villain's own heat rests bare against his, and his clothes feel restricting despite him having no flesh and bones—nothing possible to resitrict. Almost iridescent tears weep and smear between them both. Almost wide tears shred through cheap futons.

"Please. Consume me."

His eyes advert and fall on black and red and white cloth, torn to hell and scorched in some places. It encompases evil and sin and hatred and darkness. It defines monstrosity and destruction. It's a symbol of all that is wrong, all that a world hates, all that a world fears.

"I'm begging you. Love me honestly."

But the man who wears it—oh, the man who wears it encompasses warmth and beauty and passion. He defines heroism, strength, balance. He's a symbol of perserverence and bravery and unbridled perfection. He tortures, but sweetly. He loves, but selfishly. He hurts and suffers, but not with intent. An enigma, a walking contradiction.

This cyborg body is the exact same, he realizes. When he pictures taking those two halves and melding them into a being, he realizes he gets a person. When he observes that person, he realizes he can't tell if it looks more like his beloved villain or himself.

And if he was a hero and this man was a villain, then who was in their right place right now? Who should fall?

His body comes up, teases at the cyborg for just a little more, and envelopes him in a heat he loves far more than he should, both out of pride and mental stability. Their mouths fall open and share the smoke and steam, welcoming it into their lungs in unison. His hands fall on warm hips, his eyes close for some semblance of self-control.

He decides that he will consume him, he will let him consume. He'll feed him as much as he pleases, keep him loud and hot and wild, because this—he—is the only fire that could kill him if it didn't let him in.

He'd die if this fire wasn't killing him.