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DEAD EYES .
featuring : @lynksu & @krasivydevora . @silencehq
de certa forma, era novo no mundo dos semideuses. não era novo sabendo que era filho de uma deusa, afinal, isso havia sido deixado claro inúmeras vezes pela própria. mas, a maneira como nêmesis havia o criado era outra. bem diferente de como havia criado seu outro filho, ethan nakamura, o vilão que posteriormente se converteu. não. enquanto ethan tinha uma jornada até seu último sacrifício, tadeu era um algoz. protegido e monopolizado por sua mãe, alheio ao acampamento meio-sangue e a qualquer possibilidade de ser um dito herói, pelo menos não do modo como ethan havia sido. nêmesis sempre dissera que existia heroísmo em punir quem se safou de seus pecados mundanos. talvez fizesse sentido. e, talvez, diferente de perder um olho, sua condenação era a contínua visão de todas as coisas terríveis feitas por todas as pessoas que sentenciava, ali, encravadas em sua mente. sua condenação era nunca esquecer.
não queria ser um heroi assim. não sabia em que momento tudo o que via apenas o tornaria amargo demais. acima de tudo, tadeu entendia que sua natureza era como uma balança. sempre maldita balança. e em algum momento, ela se quebraria. só haveria um lado. não achava que estar com nêmesis o faria justo quando se sentia tão perturbado pelas próprias memórias. que sequer eram suas. portanto, ela o ofereceu a única outra opção: o acampamento meio-sangue. não por bondade, mas por capricho. ela já havia determinado que seu filho não era um justiceiro, era um vingador. mas o deu a chance de entender com seus próprios olhos. os olhos que tadeu tanto queria que fossem seus, não dela.
pois ele iria a mostrar que poderia ser o melhor herói daquela porra de lugar. que teria um monte de amigos e não precisaria dela para mais nada. ela perderia sua aposta.
talvez não fosse o modo convencional de querer fazer o bem, mas ainda assim, foi com as melhores intenções que entrou naquele carro “gentilmente concedido” com devora e lynx, pronto para finalmente mostrar a nêmesis que ela não escolheria o destino de mais nenhum de seus filhos. mas, obviamente, também pensava em como tornaria isso possível de forma tática. não era bom em estratégias, até porque, poderia ser o mais velho em idade, mas era o mais novo em tempo de acampamento. havia levado consigo o sangue frio para ataques furtivos e olhos letais escondidos atrás de lentes escuras. não era um guerreiro ruim, na verdade se esforçava muito para compensar em batalha o que se recusava a avançar em habilidade mágica, porém era inegavelmente traiçoeiro. funcionava melhor apunhalando pelas costas.
o restante da viagem não foi ruim para ele. apreciava conversas trocadas e também sabia levar os momentos de silêncio numa boa, tinha sempre bastante o que refletir, afinal. sua última missão havia sido uma falha sem qualquer contrapartida. apenas um apanhado de erros, mas, diferente da antiga equipe, com aqueles ali possuía bem mais afinidade. eles tinham alguma coisa áspera, ácida. um comportamento que combinava com o seu. muitos provavelmente não achariam isso bom, mas para tadeu jamais seria ruim encontrar pessoas com faísca. aquele era um carro entupido de pessoas temperamentais, mas felizmente haviam caído do lado certo da coisa e existia um senso de simpatia os rondando.
certamente após cinco horas de viagem e nenhum direcionamento exato de onde ir, tadeu aceitou a sugestão de sair para beber. existiam algumas ressalvas a respeito do lugar, claro, já que detestava interiores. sua experiência durante as caçadas aos pecadores sempre levavam a algum fim de mundo onde uma pessoa monstruosa comeria suas atrocidades passando por cima da lei, e se tratando de um interior americano, pior ainda. ah, claro, e também odiava universitários. universitários do interior então? que pesadelo.
para sua sorte, bastava um pouco de bebida e qualquer jovem imbecil riria do seu temperamento por lhe considerar brincalhão. já havia passado por isso várias vezes antes: o choque de alguém lhe responder atravessado instigava. os óculos escuros também. era algo a ver com a peculiaridade de usá-los até no escuro, talvez? ele nunca explicava, a não ser que planejasse passar mais de algumas horas com alguém, que era quando inventava alguma mentira crível.
ali, não existia nenhum interesse em nenhuma daquelas pessoas. isso é, até avistar uma moça o encarando do outro lado da sala. seu cabelo era longo e escuro, sua roupa era um vestido laranja combinando com o tom de pele quente, e havia algo em seus olhos que o chamavam. mesmo vendo as cores foscas, ele ainda enxergava o brilho. deveria ter o achado incomum, mas o achou encantador. ela era bem mais interessante do que saber sobre cursos, períodos ou viagens estúpidas de riquinhos mimados. sequer se recordava agora de quais mentiras havia inventado além do nome falso, teddy.
não muito depois de oferecê-la uma bebida, tadeu já tinha uma ideia muito melhor do que fazer. pensou em ir até o banheiro, ou em algum beco escuro, mas, no fim, preferia o carro. se qualquer um dos dois reclamassem no dia seguinte, se resolveria depois. não sobrava muito espaço quando tudo o que queria era tirar a roupa de sua desconhecida charmosa. uma desconhecida como ele. ah, era revigorante.
infelizmente, o êxtase só durou até a menção em tirar seus óculos. com o peito desnudo e um olhar confuso, alarmado pelo contato das mãos geladas da mulher, tadeu os segurou firmes em seus olhos.
❛ o que é que você esconde aí? ━━━━━ era impressão sua ou a voz dela soava muito menos agradável do que antes, com o barulho da música alta abafando o timbre?
❛ é uma condição ocular rara. ━━━━━ falou, tentando não soar tão confuso quanto antes. porém, assim que seus olhos finalmente focaram na figura sentada em seu colo, no banco da frente, foi como acordar de um transe. os olhos encantadores finalmente eram esquisitos o suficiente para assustá-lo, e seu impulso foi esticar o braço para abrir a porta do carro.
uma atitude arriscada.
tw: sangue, briga, ferimentos.
a empousa se agarrou ao seu corpo, usando o próprio peso para tentar derrubá-lo no chão. seu sorriso era diabólico. enquanto tentava se desconfiar da criatura colocando peso em cima de seu corpo, o monstro levou a mão até sua boca. ❛ não era isso que você queria, semideus? estou exatamente onde deveria estar. ━━━━━ e então, a viu avançar em sua direção. deixou. assim que os dentes encostaram em seu pescoço, aproveitou o momento de guarda abaixada para se livrar do aprisionamento, mas a perna mecânica ainda estava prendendo uma parte de seu corpo.
❛ você quer ver o que eu estou escondendo? ━━━━━ aquela era uma atitude desesperada. tadeu jamais usava seu poder e ele sabia que assim que o utilizasse naquele monstro, algo terrível o aconteceria. ainda assim, tirou os óculos. o brilho escudo das íris refletindo o amarelo do monstro se tornaram um grito estridente de agonia, vindo dela.
um grito alto demais. com o corpo encolhido pela dor excruciante, ela começou a se debater. os sons inumanos aumentavam sua náusea. a sensação era de que os pulmões haviam sido perfurados. o pânico. tadeu sentiu que seu coração iria parar a qualquer momento e que seu cérebro iria derreter a qualquer segundo. ele sentia tudo queimar. aquele maldito grito. não importava se eram humanos ou monstros. eles gritavam do mesmo jeito no fim. era o mesmo pedido de socorro que ninguém atenderia. a punição final era estar sozinho e sentir tanta dor que, em caso de sobrevivência, você jamais faria nada disso outra vez. mas aquilo era um monstro, não iria morrer. só iria gritar para sempre.
colocou a mão no peito e se virou para o lado, com os olhos abertos lacrimejando. precisava agir. mesmo sendo consumido pelo desejo de desaparecer. as visões eram horríveis. isso também sempre acontecia. sempre via toda a dor causada em primeira pessoa, como o agressor. ele jamais esqueceria nada que aquele monstro havia feito. e estava cansado disso. farto. era injusto. nêmesis deveria saber o que era injustiça.
talvez fosse o ódio falando mais alto, mas foi o desejo de lutar contra que o fez reagir. com a faca de ferro estígio empunhada, se arrastou até o corpo da empousa, e a golpeou no coração. no instante seguinte havia apenas gritos abafados sumindo em poeira até o céu. ela jamais voltaria. não havia mais essência. e então, ao lado do corpo desfeito, buscou pelos óculos escuros e os colocou, sentado no chão e encostado no veículo olhando para o nada até que lynx chegasse alarmado, e devora chegasse impaciente. ❛ empousas. tô ligado. ━━━━━ quando se levantou, observou o ferimento de devora pela primeira vez. foi o que o fez voltar a reagir como uma pessoa normal. ❛ porra, ok. primeiro isso e depois a gente vai. ━━━━━ balançou a cabeça, tornando a entrar no carro, dessa vez, colocando devora no banco de trás consigo.
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multi-national corps make big bucks selling merchandise with the orange&pink lesbian flag on it but the person who made it is currently HOMELESS.
emily gwen needs money. give them money. stop giving disney and faceless businesses who sell cheap, imported, low-quality crap produced with probably child or slave labour. give your money to emily gwen.
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Ethan, you wanna see some shit?
#he was just showing off with that last part#dogs#cute animals#mission impossible dog#barkour#obstacle course
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I feel like nobody on Tumblr knows that the international space station is being discontinued.
Did you know that? In less than a decade it will be gone
CNN Link from above screenshot
More detailed article by Space.com
#space#iss#international space station#nasa#roscosmos#space exploration#outer space#nasa missions#i did not mean to depress everyone im sorry
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#reblog this version instead actually#these are all delayed rn but hopefully some will get canceled!!#writers strike#wga strike#actor strike#sag aftra#deadpool#avatar#beetlejuice#minecraft#mission impossible#moana#mortal kombat#lilo and stitch
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Run, breathe and play!
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In the Danny is Damian’s brother trope what if instead of Damian not telling the family about Danny wasn’t because of grief or shame or any of the more commonly used reasons for his silence. What if it was because he heard about how his father talked about Jason after his death, focusing and exaggerating the negative. That he was violent, angry, never listened to orders but in some iterations and popular fanon is that Jason was a cheerful and studious Robin.
What if while compiling info and researching the former robins during his tumultuous introduction he saw what kind of robin Jason was, good with kids and victims. Talking about his favorite books while on patrol and similar. Reminding Damian of his most Beloved brother.
Then he finds out about how Bruce talked about Jason after he died. Using him as an example as what not to do, erasing his good traits and just using him as a cautionary tale of what happens when you don’t follow orders. Just like what Ra’s said about Danny.
So he didn’t tell the family, not out of guilt or grief. But because his father stripped away Jason’s positive traits after death, the son he chose, adopted and loved. Who when he failed because he was a child led astray by his mother. What would he do to his brother, who loved the stars and excelled in stealth, who was quite in his kills but had no lust for killing.
Whether or not Bruce would do this to Danny’s memory doesn’t matter. B’s actions are gonna affect how Damian views his father even years after the initial actions. Because Damian will protect his brothers memory from being twisted even by their father.
#danny and damian are twins#dp x dc crossover#dp x dc#dcxdp#dpjl#danny phantom crossover#angst#Bruce is not trusted by his son and this causes issues#maybe Danny died during a failed mission#or ra’s didn’t want two heirs#the Lazarus pit stole Danny’s body and dropped it on the outskirts of amity park
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cowabunga!
#rottmnt#rottmnt leo#tmnt#my art#interscribbles#rise of the tmnt#tmnt2018#idk serious mission things#in my head this is after the movie#boy is thinkin
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The DART mission (Double Asteroid Redirection Test) just successfully slammed into Dimorphos, which is the moonlet of the asteroid Didymos (also affectionately called Didymoon). Over the next few days astronomers around the world will observe Didymos and Dimorphos to see if there has been a change in orbit from the latter. This is humanity's first real attempt at altering the course of a "killer" asteroid, even if this one isn't hazardous to us.
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you know the art you made of Soap "accidentally" giving Ghost a kiss before going on a mission? (before they started dating) what do you think happened when Soap came back from the mission? :3c
follow up to this post
They start dating of course! <3
#ask#anon ask#u were so right to ask for a follow up to this one#ghostsoap#soapghost#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#soap x ghost#ghoap#doodle#cod fanart#my art#soap has been mortified the whole mission#like blowing stuff up and doing his job while internally having a constant monologue of ‘why did I do that??? will everything change now??’#just gay panic while war crimin’#meanwhile ghost has just been waiting to kiss soap back 😌#this comic is the 6323489th time i've smooshed them together and made them start dating. its still fun!
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I'd love to see a dpxdc story where the Justice League knows about Amity Park and the Ghosts the whole time, and does think the ghosts are rogues to be addressed. Doesn't agree with the GIW, maybe doesn't even know about them? THE IMPORTANT PART.
The Red Huntress is the only active vigilante in Amity Park, according to the JL. Phantom is marked as one of her rogues. Maybe the Fentons even are marked as rogues from all the property damages and random shooting/sliming of citizens. Valarie is the only person successfully taking care of the ghosts, masking and suiting up in the classic vigilante way the whole time.
#dpxdc#dc x dp#dc x dp crossover#dp x dc#dp x dc crossover#honestly i feel like the opinion im imagining the jl having towards the giw is#on our side technically but wholey incompetent as an organization#anyway i wanna see Valerie get recruited for yj type stuff#because she is in world so much more obvious as a vig working in amity#and Danny maybe a bit jealously sneaking along with her on her missions#and ending up working with her kinda like in life lessons
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being a jujutsu sorcerer and a parent rarely ends well. sorcerers who have to fight for their lives everyday barely have any time and energy even for themselves. adding babies to the picture is hard to imagine.
but gojo was determined to balance his work and personal life when you entered his life, which is why he has a baby girl strapped to his chest as he holds up his hand and crosses his fingers, already to send a special grade curse into his domain.
"daddy~" his baby babbles, cheek squished against his purple uniform.
"yes, baby?" gojo smiles down at his baby and gently sweeps her hair out of her eyes. he pays little to no attention to the curse, who had already spread out their domain and is currently sending wave after wave of attacks, all of which gojo repels with a touch. "this is domain expansion," he gently explains to her, smirking at the curse who is obviously offended that he wasn't taking them seriously. "in a second, you're gonna see daddy's domain."
his baby blinks and shuffles around in the strap, whining a bit as she tries to get comfortable. for all she knows, it's too dark and hot and she misses mommy's smell.
before she knows it, the space around her begins to look like the night sky, and she can't see the curse anymore.
"this is my domain," her daddy says, but she misses seeing the sun. why is it nighttime all of the sudden?
"nooo" she whines as she kicks around. where's the ice cream he promised her earlier? and where is mommy? she doesn't want to go to sleep yet!
"not easily impressed, hm?" he laughs, protectively holding his baby's head against his chest as he closes up his domain after finishing off the curse.
"let's go get ice cream, yeah?" he ruffles her hair and holds up her hands, dancing them up in the air with a huge grin. the sunlight hits her face again and a smile quickly reappears. "you did so good today. did you learn a lot about jujutsu fights today? did'ja enjoy our little adventure together?"
"ice cweam" she smiles, doing a few happy kicks. and that's how the tradition of getting ice cream after missions started for the daddy-daughter pair.
#dad!gojo fills an empty spot in my heart#AW HE'S SO PERFECT#and then yaga found out he brings his baby to missions#and yaga quickly scolded gojo#“but my wife needs a girls' day” he just shrugs#he LIVES for these daddy-daughter adventures#when fighting a curse he's just like “my baby's watching so let me show off a bit”#gojo x reader#gojo satoru#jujutsu kaisen#gojo fluff#jjk x reader#gojo satoru x reader#gojo scenarios#gojo#dad!gojo
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out there
#persona 5#ren amamiya#ryuji sakamoto#ann takamaki#morgana#my art#my holy mission is to give joker the biggest most wettest eyes
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Assassin Heir? Crime Fighting Furry? NOPE NO THANK YOU!
"Danyal, its time to end this game and return with me."
Danny should had known Clockwork had something in mind when he sent him on this mission. He knew he should had been suspicious of the time keeper when he noticed the little 'this is going to be fun' smile on his face when he sent Danny off into the portal.
"Get back here you demon spawn 2.0!"
But how was he supposed to know that he'd wake up in this world version of himself in a pit full of corrupted (AND NASTY) ectoplasim at the tender age of five or that when he swam up to the surface he'd be meeting face to face with what was apparently a cult.
"-O just spotted him a block away! I'll try to cut itty bitty bridie off!"
An Assassins Cult his, new to him, loving yet a little insane mother was in charge of (though during the few months he stayed in the compound he heard rumors and gossip from maids and others alike that if his grandfather returned from the dead he'll take over once again, no doubt punish Talia for creating another heir after the failure of the last one, most likely was going to kill Danny and that... that was can of worms Danny didn't wanna deal with yet)
"Ten bucks says they try to stab RR when we get the feral thing home"
"...Losers bet...."
Danny had lived with his mother for a while after being brought back from the 'dead' for apparently the first time, it turned out training a five year old with an actual sword and a dumbass hidden revenge seeking teacher was a terrible idea.
"I swear if this one tries to murder me like the others I'm asking Zatanna if there is a curse on me."
He dealt with her high demands of perfection, the endless training, and the constant comparisons to his apparent older brother Damain... Who didn't know Danny, or rather Danyal existed.
Nor did his father (when Danny, using his powers he's kept hidden since 'waking' up in this Realm, he sneaked his way around the base and discovered how he came into the world. And tbh he couldn't blame his mom how she made him, she was an assassin first and foremost, being naturally pregnant would had painted a target on her for to long... but he also felt it was unfair and an asshole move on his unsuspecting father as well)
"As your elder brother I demand you to stop running!"
Now don't get him wrong, he did like his new mother (total badass assassin lady and all that) and he knew she loved him in her own... deadly way. But yeah, she really shouldn't be taking care of kids. He could tell she struggled with wanting to be a normal mother but her first instinct after so many years was to be an assassin first.
Something she was trying to engrave into Danny with as well.
"Ah, hello Beloved. I see you've learned of our Danyal."
"Talia. Back away from him and leave Gotham now."
"I can not do that. The League needs an heir and since Damian refuses to return... I have decided to create a new one and I shall not be leaving until he returns with me."
"Talia."
Hence why when Danny, or rather Danyal al Ghul had gotten decent control over his powers he decided to leave the League. Again nothing wrong with the life his mom leads, to each their own, but he... really, really didnt want to be an assassin. Or an assassin heir.
So here he was, after almost a year on the run, using his powers and training to out smart and out maneuver his mother and her many band of Assassins, in Gotham. One of the last places he ever wanted to run to cause he knew his father and brother lived here.
It was just his luck that his mother had managed to intercept his train ride that passed into Gotham for a few hours and forced him to run into the city...
Add her assassins into the mix and running into Robin, who heard from Oracle his mother had been spotted chasing a young boy across the city, that same night.
After that it became a full on "catch me if you can" chase for not only his mother but for the batclan as well.
And after two whole days of chase, it seemed like the final showdown was about to begin because everyone was on top of this rooftop, his mother and her assassins on one side, his father and the batclan on the other and Danny well... he was right in the middle of all of it.
He just had to hope no one would notice him once the fighting started...
#danny phantom#danny fenton#dp x dc#blue rambles#crossover#writing ideas#random idea#danny phantom dc#basicly Danny is sent on a mission by CW#he wakes up in the DC version of himself in the pits after being killed and Talia tossing him in#he was created by Talia since shes head of the LOA now and needs her own heir#but she once again wants Bruce's bloodline in it so she used some leftover dna she still had#so no one knows Danny was created until he left about a year later#danny has his ghost powers since he took a dip in the pits#but had to relearn some control and kept it secret#he knows his mom would see it as 'the pits granted my heir its powers.' mindset#so hes been on the run#and didnt wanna go to Gotham cause... his dad dresses as a gaint bat#and dont get him started on the rest of the batfam#he doesnt wanna be an assassin or a crime fighting furry#in case some people didnt get it. the words being spoken happen when Danny is running all across Gotham away from those after him#guess who said what lol#i want danny to be completely independent and trying to take care of himself tbh#but hes still baby to everyone else#talia is slowy becoming a little unhinged due to being the Demon Head now#maybe due to the stress of it all? or maybe due to a curse? idk
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i actually think we should not be giving JK rowling any attention in general but to be honest maybe normies should know that woman is straight up doing holocaust denial on twitter now
#mission report#jk rowling#cw: holocaust denial#cw: antisemitism#my excuse for being on twitter? i have covid leave me alone
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vine voice what do you have
#one piece#corazon#trafalgar law#new years resolution: dont get any better at captioning drawings#in fact maybe even get worse#mission: accomplished
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