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dailydccomics · 5 months
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all of Bruce's teams unite! Batman Incorporated #6
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wasabe777 · 2 years
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yjwhatif · 1 year
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Full disclosure - this is totally traced but I wanted to do something that wouldn’t require much concentration or brain power (coz I honestly don’t feel like I got much of that at the minute… which is also why I’m failing at getting asks done - sorry…)
I LOVE this shot - it’s so fun and Ed’s face is hilarious - so I drew it…
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recursive-occlusion · 8 months
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Looker (Emily "Lia" Briggs) costumes
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comfortfoodcontent · 1 year
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Looker Profile Page from Who's Who - The Definitive Directory of the DC Universe #13
Art by Jim Aparo
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dc-comics-fashion · 2 years
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Outfits for Emily Briggs “Looker”
Christian Siriano Spring 2020
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“You keep referring to me as ‘Looker’ but that’s a mistranslation. I am properly addressed as ‘Monitor,” Secretary Pierce.”
While Monitors observe and preserve the Orrery of Worlds as a food source of Bleed to satiate their cosmic vamparasitic thirst, Lookers serve the King of Tears, more Eyes for him to see through, even as Sorrow clouds the vision of the Eternally Weeping God. 
Biologically, the Lookers are Monitors, leading to some speculation that the Pariah entity is a Looker* as well, Kell Mossa and “Lia Briggs” representing a network of Monitor level agents.
Lia, however, seems to have no designs to advance the Tears’ agenda or any affliation to the Knights of Sorrow. Instead, she’s given herself something of a comfortable spot in the Earth’s metahuman community...
*note from Dr. Quinzel: “boy huh-muh-nuh was he!”
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capesandjapes · 4 months
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Today we talk about Emily Briggs, best known as Looker, whose powers were activated by Haley's comet and they made her psychic and also hot??
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hawthornesbiggestfan · 2 months
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so upset that nobody talks/writes about the naturals enough. the entire series was so good and im so sad that i have to let go :(
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megraen · 3 months
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I created Romance Charts for my OCs to mark the Occasion. [Original template by _mythir on Twitter]
Tagging: @miss-jennifer-cormier @glitchinginthegarden @cassietrn @voidika @ladykatie512 @katophoenix @arrthurpendragon @socially-awkward-skeleton
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catapparently · 2 months
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Hold Me Through the Darker Times
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Fandom: The Naturals by J.L. Barnes
Ship: Dean x Cassie
Word count: 1k
I sat on the edge of the pool, staring down at the outline of the crime scene recreation at the bottom. The fake blood, painted on the tiles to look as realistic as possible, glistened under the soft pool lights. The water felt cool against my bare ankles and feet, swirling every time the sharp autumn breezed brushed over the surface.
My thoughts drifted off to Dean and his father. He keeps saying that he’s fine, though he’s clearly not. Sloane, who stays up late working on her dangerous and definitely not legal projects, told me that Dean hasn’t been sleeping too much lately. She hears footsteps from his room in the dead of night, often followed by constant clanking and banging. Then, bundled up in many layers of clothes, he stays on the balcony or at the kitchen table for hours, lost in thought, lighting a single candle.
I knew that Dean has some mental blockage with the darkness and very early mornings. One day, we came back to the safe house very late from an investigation with Agent Sterling. It was nearly midnight. He was oddly jittery, and he was a bit clingier than usual, not wanting to let go of my hand. He’d avoided Sterling like the plague.
Suddenly, my blood froze in my veins as all the lights went off. Even the faint humming of the electricity in the walls disappeared. It was eerily silent, so silent I’d heard the strange sounds of furniture being moved in the rooms upstairs. Dean’s room.
I quickly got up from my seat on the edge of the pool and carefully made my way back inside the safe house, keeping an arm in front of me to feel the familiar furniture and hallways under my fingertips. I couldn’t see a thing and, surely, neither could Dean.
I passed the infamous wall of portraits and soon found myself in front of Dean’s door. They’d called the portraits on the wall a “reminder”, a reminder of what we were here for. When Lia had first welcomed me at my arrival, she said that it was especially “for Dean”. What did that mean? Surely she knew about his past. We all did. Why would he need yet another reminder of who his father, whose portrait was at the top, is? It angered me, a scarlet red blazing fury making me want to tear them all down, so scarlet it was maroon.
I hesitated in front of his door. Should I knock or just barge in? I finally decided and slowly turned the doorknob, intentionally making noise so that Dean would be fully aware someone was there.
I gently stepped into his dark room and was met with the sound of short, shaky breaths that could be heard from a far corner. “Dean. It’s me, Cassie,” I whispered into the room.
I had to make sure that he knew it was me, lest I would have to handle a panic attack from him. He still had terrible nightmares from back in the day when Daniel made him watch and listen to all the murders and tortures he committed, and Dean was still not over it. How could anyone be? He was a child. A child.
He’d pushed his bed snug in the corner of the room and was sitting where the walls met, cuddled up between large pillows and blankets and clutching his legs tightly to his chest. It seemed as though he’d made his own fortress to keep him safe… from Daniel Redding. From a Veronica Sterling. From every single part of his past that still tormented him, even to this day. He wasn’t to blame. Who could possibly forget and move on from all of that? Especially when it was your own father? Your own flesh and blood, the one who sets you forward into his legacy.
There was no electricity. No light, no sound. No warmth. It must have reminded him of back then. I didn’t even need to profile him to deduce it. No, one night, by the lake, he’d told me, bit by bit, the tales of his childhood with his father. Through silent tears and shaky tremors he’d relived everything, from the way he carved his initial into Sterling’s arm to the way he could still hear the screams and wails of the victims, all staring at his frozen form, traumatized and wide-eyed, hoping for some sort of help. He cried, like never before.
I waddled over to the side of his bed and sat down, trying to not re-balance the mattress too much. I crawled over beside him and pulled him closer into my arms with slower, cautious movements, making sure not to startle him.
Dean buried his teary-eyed face in the crook of my neck, his lips softly grazing my pulse, making sure I’m really there and alive. That I didn’t end up like them. His breathing had slowed, gentle warm puffs blowing on my neck. I could feel his gentle, atrociously long eyelashes brushing against my jawline, and half of my face was buried in his fluffy tufts of blonde hair.
I gently kissed his hairline and cradled the back of his head, murmuring softly into his ear. “It’s just a power outage, Dean. Agent Sterling is somewhere down the hall in her chambers. I’m here. We’re all here; Michael, Lia, Sloane… I’m sure that Sloane, craving opportunities to take apart something, is already working on getting the power back before the electricity guys make it to our block. Breathe, Dean.”
It was incredibly sweet how he was leaning on me but making sure not to shift too much weight onto me to not crush my body. He always treated his things with such gentleness and care.
I caressed the higher part of his back, my palm going in slow, comforting circles. Dean carefully pressed his lips to the underside of my jaw. “Thank you, Cassie. I love you more than anything in the world.”
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dailydccomics · 6 months
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Looker's back! Batman and the Outsiders vol 2 #9
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coffeebooh · 2 years
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i still believe in her being the hottest yj character btw
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thelittlebookishcorner · 10 months
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I have been in a HUGE reading slump for quite a few months. Books that I have been dying to read haven't been able to get me out of it; books I love to reread haven't been able to get me out of it.
I was on vacation this week, and I brought with me a book that I bought after seeing the series recommended on tiktok. It is from an author I haven't read and was recommended for folks that like Criminal Minds, the Mentalist, & Pretty Llittle Lairs.
And I DEVOURED the first book. I was so hooked that I ended up buying the rest of them on my kindle, even though I have the physical copies at home becuase I NEEDED to know what happened next.
I LOVED the writing and the characters. There wasn't a single character that I didn't like (we except for the villains). I laughed, I cried, I almost threw the book in the lake at one point becuase I was soooooo frustrated with thr events (but like in a "I need to read faster to see what happens becuase none of this is okay and I want to murder the villain myself" kind of way).
I finished all 4 books and the short story in 5 days.
Anyway I would highly recommend The Naturals series by Jennifer Lynn Barns
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hiddencitywaters · 3 months
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@hiddenstarters
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This Washington was familiar, but the lines and places were drastically different. There was also the dilemma of most of her loved ones being unreachable with the absence of Sloane. Having that constant put the natural the most at ease of anything here. There were no cases for her mind to lose itself in so the Hobbes girl spent her time thinking... And falling back into the habit of profiling strangers. Her computer lay open on the coffee table. Some latte she had picked on a whim at its side. Her favorite coffee shop had seemed nonexistent. Not that she had done anything but get take out most of the time. Celine was usually the one game for grabbing it. A soft sigh had the girl leaning back in her chair. Bright orbs blinking. She didn't jump, but guarded herself more severely when the soft weight of another body fell into place at her side. Or attempted too. "Oh, yeah, it's open. let me adjust my stuff a little." she started. A soft smile. "Have you had any trouble with contacting people?" the question is nondescript for how heavy it felt. No Briggs, Celine, or Sterling. No Lia or Michael. and worst of all, no Dean. They'd been through to much for them to ignore her. it felt like a parallel universe. "I could buy you a drink."
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grandestheart · 18 days
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I N T R O D U C T I O N P O S T ♥️
this blog is @reminiscentreader writing account, i will be posting all my works here! I do take requests, and a list of fandoms i write for will be listed below x
𐙚 The inheritance games - ships: lyra x grayson, avery x jameson, libby x nash, max x xander (and more to come...) characters: jameson hawthorne, grayson hawthorne, xander hawthorne, nash hawthorne, avery grambs, max liu, libby grambs
𐙚 shatter me - ships: aaron x juliette, kenji x nazeera characters: juliette ferrars, aaron warner, kenji kishimoto, nazeera Ibrahim
𐙚 the naturals - ships: dean x cassie, michael x lia, sterling x briggs characters: dean redding, micheal townsend, lia zhang, sloane tavish, veronica sterling, tanner briggs
what you should know - I don’t write smut (but I do write making out etc.) I don’t use y/n, but I will do character x oc, I might take a little time to do your request, but I will get there eventually x
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