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   to  be  rebooted  in  april   2017                                ------ siv.

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               ❛  that  looks  bad.  ❜     between  the  carnage  of  wire  and  metal  there’s  the  slightest  hint  of genuine  care  for  the  cyborg’s  situation     ( unlikely ---------  such  empathy  left  him  long  ago ).    even as  his  mind  toys  with  the  idea,    there’s  no  doubt  that  he’d  rather  not  involve  himself  further  in the  matter.     ❛  wish  i  could  help ---------  really  do  --------- but  computers  aren’t  my  thing.  ❜

//: starter ( @techpaired )

#techpaired #( ⊹ █ ▌❛ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵉˡˡ ᵈᶤᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ ˀ ❜ ⇻ verse (new 52) #hey there :^)

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                         death  threatens  his  every  choice ------------   danger  lingers  in  each  ounce  of  a  cold heart,     leaving  him  no  room  for  error,      no  leeway  to  practice  expertise  with  another’s  life  at stake.     maybe that’s  why  he’s  never  been  one  for  caring.     but  with  the  acceptance  of  mortality comes  a  new  understanding  of  death  ( and how to avoid it ).      he  needs  her  out,   or  they’re  both dead.     ❛  you should leave.    before things get...  messy.  ❜

//: starter ( @oraclesend​ )

#oraclesend #( ⊹ █ ▌❛ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵉˡˡ ᵈᶤᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ ˀ ❜ ⇻ verse (new 52)

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   starter call for new 52           w/ joe manganiello !!

#its been a while #but i got these icons #and a lot of freetime

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#( ⊹ █ ▌❛ ᵃ ˡᶤᶠᵉᵗᶤᵐᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢᶜᵃʳ�� ❜ ⇻ face #holy shiiiiit #i am liking this #wtf

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                   i'm really sorry for not paying much attention to this blog, i am currently struggling with time management as well as a lack of muse for slade    ( and it’s really hard for me to keep up with tumblr and classes at the same time ).       i will still be replying to drafts and messages, but can only work on them over the weekends.   thanks :)

#( ⊹ █ ▌❛ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵃᵐᵐᵒ ❜ ⇻ mun

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BATMAN.

THREATS fall flat in weary ears, grown too used to hearing them. it was almost ironic, how the rage within he who bore the mantle of HERO would equate that of the villain. darkened eyes stare into the other’s, unable to find the FEAR he seeks ––– his guarantee. lips do not move, eyes transmit the message they won’t. batman believes him, he trusts his FURY. fury was truth.  ❛  maybe just a few then.  ❜  fear kept them from coming back. FEAR led to redemption. fear of GOD, fear of consequence. HE NEEDED TO INFLICT FEAR.

         the bat loosens his grip around the man’s collar, a subtle motion, calm and collected. a stark contrast to what follows: the sudden grip around his arm, stretching it out, followed by a precise blow of a armoured knee making bones crack upon impact. swiftly do hands move then, one pulling out a pair of cuffs from his utility belt while the other turns the man’s weakened frame with his back to him, promptly tying both hands behind his back with the contraption.  ❛  the GCPD is on its way. you will be in the hands of the authorities, and trust me –––  ❜  a hand pulls the man by the fabric of his shirt, making him face the bat once more.  ❛  i will make sure that you learn the meaning of JUSTICE.  ❜ 

a  moment  where  pain  takes  control  ------------    and he’s trapped in it’s  fiery grasp.   a  moment  where he’s  granted  just  a  second  of  relief  from the anger,    prompting  a  agonized  groan  from  his  chest, muffled  by  a  vain  attempt  to  conceal  the  wound,   and echoing deep within his bones.    perhaps in another  such  misery  would  instill  fear.    perhaps  that  would  be  the case  in  all,   and  he’s  only  so deranged  as  to  instead  sense  an  intense  surge  of  fury.  he needs to feel the pain ------------  and every last drop of it, damn it   ------------  he  needs  to  know  what  failure  tastes  like,   know the fate inferiority brings  upon  one  so  he  may never tread as such again.   it’ll be useful...   and all the more  satisfying  when he has the bat on his knees.

              but even his raging  fit must cease, as it does upon the realization his actions are withstood by the metal bounds.   ❛ justice ? ❜  he speaks the word as it is: dipped in poison.   muttering  it  silently brings up a weary smile, the same blood-stained maniacal laughter.   ❛ justice ? ------- that’s funny.   i never took you for an idiot ! ❜   then the snap ------------   and in an instant he’s not laughing,  he’s shouting  ------------ each syllable drenched in rage.   ❛ you’re blind,  batman !   to truly believe that such exists.   have you seen the world ?  have you seen it ?  the shithole it is...  and you want   justice ? ❜

#gothamsjustice #( ⊹ █ ▌❛ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵉᵃᵗᵉˢᵗ ᵐᵉʳᶜᵉᶰᵃʳʸ ᵃˡᶤᵛᵉ ❜ ⇻ verse (main)

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CINDY MOON.

          extortion. violence. excessive means were taken to acquire the raw FIREPOWER the assassin held at his fingertip —– a part of her regretted the things she’d done for personal gain; this spy game was starting to go to far. this was supposed to be simple. spy on felicia. get her family back. ❛  ——- its been a long night. ❜ enamel begins to flash; was that a semblance of enjoyment in her work? ❛  boss said get the guns. i got the guns. ❜

        ❛ i like that.   that’s the kind of work ethic that’ll get you far, kid. ❜   a slight nod towards her as the gun is placed gently back in its case.   carefully he closes the cover with a sigh of relief:   he wasn’t cheated, no one tried to kill him yet.  he’ll consider it business done well,  as he turns his attention back to the girl with a new interest.   ❛ tell me, now ---------  without the bullshit  --------- why are you here ? ❜

#analcg #( ⊹ █ ▌❛ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵉˡˡ ᵈᶤᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ ˀ ❜ ⇻ verse (new 52)

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Scorpion Evo 3

#( ⊹ █ ▌❛ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗʸ ᵒᶠ ᵛᶤᵒˡᵉᶰᶜᵉ ❜ ⇻ aesthetic

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Amanda Waller: I've assembled a team of the deadliest assassins, mercenaries, metahumans and criminals. Their names are Harley Quinn, El Diablo, Killer Croc, Katana, Captain Boomerang and -

Amanda Waller: *looks at smudged writing on hand*

Amanda Waller: Deathstroke.

#it makes sense now!! #they never wanted deadshot #she just read it wrong the first time!!

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#( ⊹ █ ▌❛ ˡᵒˢᵗ ᵃᶰ ᵉʸᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢᵃʷ ˢᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ❜ ⇻ musings

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goldhcarted.

         IF THERE WAS one thing Whitney hated, it was people trying to steal from her. That was no doubt what this poor sap was trying to do – breaking & entering into the wrongplace. Normally she would have left the warehouse by now but something had kept her there: it was almost fate that this joker came tonight.

      ❝   Stop talking. Get on the ground.   ❞

Whitney wasn’t stupid: she’d been at the game a long time, & if it were her in his position, she’d probably be doing the same thing. Which gives her the impression he’s been doing this for a while, too. Golden gun flashed in the moonlight as she motioned with it for him to get down, inching forward with caution.

      ❝   Who sent you?   ❞

❛ now, i can’t tell you that. ❜  

          eye   darts   between   her   and   the   floor ------------    she  doesn’t  really expect  him  to -- ??   but the ferocity  so  visible  in  her  features  is  enough  to  answer  that  question.     a  grunt  as  he  descends to his  knees,  hands  carefully  sinking  to  his  waist  in  preparation  for  ‘the move’.

                 ❛ but  i  can  give  you  a  bit  of  advice,  princess. ❜     here  comes  the  talk,   and   hopefully    the  distraction he needs.     ❛ ------------  see,   i’ve  been  in  this  exact  situation  many  times  now.   and  each  time  i somehow  manage  to  get  a  bullet  in  the  other  guy’s  head.   so  before  we  get  blood  all over this lovely carpet --------- ❜ 

a  quick  move  for  the  gun,   too  subtle  to notice ------------    but  also  too  subtle  to  actually  reach the weapon.    disappointment  met  with  a  sharp  curse  under  his  breath.    she  wouldn’t  have  seen  the movement, but there was no excusing the halt in his speech.

                             ❛ ---------  i think we should just talk things out. ❜

#goldhcarted #( ⊹ █ ▌❛ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵉᵃᵗᵉˢᵗ ᵐᵉʳᶜᵉᶰᵃʳʸ ᵃˡᶤᵛᵉ ❜ ⇻ verse (main) #yeah np this is great

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analcg.

      ❛ are you done? ❜ to say that sh had been paying attention at all would have been a bold faced LIE; her interest at hand akin to his own as orbs roll around skull && fixate on the cold steel now being brushed by the tips of the male’s fingers. cindy doesn’t WANT to be in his presence —— but FELICIA HARDY ordered it so, so here she was; arms folded over midsection && brow cocked. ❛ i’ve taken enough advice from shady people dressed in black. except, y`know, she’s paying me to listen. kind of —– do you know what i went through t`get these? ❜

                         attention reverted to the weapons again, fingers tracing each indent of the designs until they land a certain revolver that catches his eye.   ❛ these are...  rare,  i’ll give you that. ❜  holding it in the light, weighing the weapon in his hands with a keen interest that would leave one wondering exactly what he planned to do with it.    he wonders himself... targets eliminated, checks cashed  ------------  dark hues dance around the idea for a moment, before returning to her gaze.  ❛ alright, you have my curiosity. how exactly did you get your hands on these ? ❜

#analcg #( ⊹ █ ▌❛ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵉˡˡ ᵈᶤᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ ˀ ❜ ⇻ verse (new 52)

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Batman: Arkham Origins - Game Overs - Deathstroke

#idk what tag this would be #i just think its cool af

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❛ I made a list of the top 50 stupidest things I’ve done and all 50 were when I was drunk. ❜

        ———  ‘SHAMELESS’ SENTENCE STARTERS ( accepting )

      ❛ it’s easy to blame the drink. ❜

              ❛ ——— but that’s just my opinion. ❜  

#diigger #( ⊹ █ ▌❛ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃᶰᵗᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʳᵘᵗʰ˒ ˢᵒ ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ᵇˡᵃᵐᵉ ᵐᵉ ᶤᶠ ᶤᵗ ʰᵘʳᵗˢ ❜ ⇻ answered

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lowkey salivates all over this blog

      better clean up after yourself.

#( ⊹ █ ▌❛ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵃᵐᵐᵒ ❜ ⇻ mun #omg hiiii #ur beautiful

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zctanna.

                          there was the pandering to her pride,  a thing that was an ivory construct of both precedent and potential  ;;  zatanna zatara,  and her power,  was unparalleled.  perfectly arched brow would rise in amusement, observing his mode of persuasion with a sort of appreciation            she would bite.  ❛   wants on the menu for you types lately  ?  sharks with lasers  ?  ❜

                              ❛ i like the way you think. ❜    a  forced  laugh  on  his  part,  fading  back  into  his  stern features.   ❛ but it’s more simple than that, really. ❜    an eye trained contently at her, scanning for signs of hesitation.  none ------ good.  he’ll need confidence if anything.  ❛ i want a spell that can kill a god.  got any of those lying around ? ❜

#zctanna #( ⊹ █ ▌❛ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵉᵃᵗᵉˢᵗ ᵐᵉʳᶜᵉᶰᵃʳʸ ᵃˡᶤᵛᵉ ❜ ⇻ verse (main) #ahh same here i get you