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mortiferumsomnum · 2 years

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Soup Kitchens and Runaway Ghosts (Part 2)

Part 1 could be read here! Part 3 could be read here!

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thank you for liking my other post 👉👈

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It was night outside, with the owls hooting and bats flying under the light of the moon.

Jason had a hand on Dani’s shoulder as they sat in the (illegal) Doctor’s kitchen. Although she was putting on a brave face, she was trembling and pulling at the ends of her sweater. Her eyes never left the open door to the room Danny was getting medical help from. They couldn’t see his body, but they could see the Doctor walking to and fro’ the bed Danny was placed on.

“Hey,” Jason whispered, soothingly, hoping it’s the same comforting way Dick does.

Slowly, her gaze turns to him. Her chin was trembling, and she looked like she was on the verge of crying. Shit. What would Dick do? Jason didn’t think this far in the comforting thing.

So, he tugged the little girl closer, hugging her with his arm. “It’ll be okay,” he whispered to her. “He’s in good hands.”

She sniffed, and huffed through the sob that tore through her lips. “I... I don’t know how I could keep Danny safe...”

Jason glanced to her, but she was looking back to the open door. ‘What do you mean?’ he wanted to ask. ‘It’s not your job to take care of him,’ he wanted to say.

Instead, he whispered, “You did your best.” Because she did. She did her best to get food from his soup kitchen for both her and Danny, not at all stopping to eat in the cafeteria, only thinking to have her containers filled. She stole from drug stores. She tried bandaging Danny even if she didn’t know how to do it properly. She took care of him with everything she could.

(A passing memory of his mom, Catherine, flashes in his mind.)

That only made her chin tremble more, which prompted Jason to hug her closer.

Finally, the Doctor stepped out.

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- The Doctor tells Dani that Danny’s okay now, and that he’ll be telling the Red Hood everything that needs to be done to keep up with the treatment. Then, he tells Dani that she could go and see him. She didn’t need to be told twice and ran into the room.

- The Doctor closes the door, then grunted at the Red Hood. “Look, man. I know I said I would help you for anything medical-related, but I think I need to draw the line at freaky supernatural shit. His blood literally had green where the plasma was supposed to be.”

- Jason removed the safety of his gun.

- The Doctor was unfazed. “I’m not going to tell anyone, but men in white managing to track these kids down because they’re, what, ghosts???? Which is weird because that kid’s heart was beating????? And he’s alive??? In fact, the green stuff does a better job than regular human plasma, it’s unreal, man. Since it replaced the plasma the kid was supposed to HAVE, I’m calling it green plasma, for simplicity, yeah.”

- Jason’s not worried about that. “Tell me about the kid,” he said. “How is he, moving forward?”

- The Doctor’s face pinched. “It’s... not bad... anymore...”

- “Anymore?”

- “Look, when you brought the kid in, it’s exactly as you told me: Vivisection wounds, 3rd degree burns from laser guns, infection...”

- The Red Hood was getting impatient with the way he was loosely fidgeting with his gun.

- “Bottom line is, once everything was cleaned and properly stitched, he started... healing? On his own?? I took blood samples, and the green plasma has something to do with it. You know how plasma literally moves the blood cells? It seems to enhance their functions as well. The enhanced white blood cells were fighting against the infection that was also enhanced by the plasma. Once the infection was removed, it was smooth sailing for his body. Now, all the kid needs is rest, food and water.”

- Jason hummed. “I’m burning this house down.” There was a chance that the kids would be leaving some kind of bio-signature in this place, and the Doctor was one of the most competent people he knew after Leslie. He was also really easy to intimidate, but despite the fear, he does his job well. Works well under pressure, like what he wrote in his resume. “Change your clothes and pack your bags, Doc. I’m going to lend you one of my safehouses.”

- The Doctor was quick to nod his head. “I assume that you’re destroying the blood samples as well?”

- Jason pointed his gun towards him. “Did you take a sample?”

- The Doctor was fast to shake his head. “Like I said, I want nothing to do with the supernatural, man. I’m already knees deep in crime, and I really don’t want to be making contracts with beings more demonic than you are.”

- Jason huffed, putting his gun away. “The demon is my brother.” The Doctor squeaked. “After changing, leave your clothes here. It’s burning with the rest of the house.”

- “You got it, man,” said the Doctor, leaving the room with a brisk pace.

- Jason then went in where Danny and Dani were, and it seems like the kid was finally sleeping peacefully on the bed he was in. He was changed into a loose pajama that the Doctor probably had, and was tucked under a clean, beige blanket. Just as the Doctor said, he was looking a hundred times better.

- Dani was smiling. Once she saw him, she jumped out of her seat and ran up to him, hugging his middle while laughing. “He’s okay!” she said. “Thank you thank you thank you so much!!”

- Jason chuckled, patting her head. “No problem, kid.” Even if the Doctor did most of the job.

- “Uh, yes problem?” The Doctor came into the room, clothes changed and face white. “There’s... there’s people... white suits... outside... secret police?? Government agents?? Oh god...”

- Unconsciously, Jason tugged Dani closer.

- Then, Jason took out a domino mask from his leather jacket and an extra rebreather, throwing it to the Doctor. “Put that on, Doc. We can’t have them knowing your face when we make our escape.”

- The Doctor scrambled to put it on.

- Jason turned to Dani. “Get Danny and turn invisible like you did before.”

- “Uh, I can turn all of us invisible and get us to the car if you guys hold on to me,” she said.

- Jason blinked beneath his Red Hood helmet. “You... could do that?”

- Dani blushed in embarrassment while nodding. “I was panicking when they first showed up, okay?! I could fly us to the car as fast as I can, but they’ll still be able to track us...”

- Jason nodded. He turned to Danny, who was now being carried by the Doctor. “I got ‘im,” he whispered, eyes wide in fear and knees trembling. Jason really doesn’t want him carrying Danny since Dani did just fine earlier, but he also didn’t know how much concentration she needs to bring all of them out.

- Jason went into the kitchen and opened the gas tank connected to the stove. Then, he and the Doctor walked close to Dani.

- She grabbed onto the back of their shirts, and turned them invisible. Thankfully, he could make out the outline of Dani floating them in the room.

- Also, the Doctor was screaming like a banshee. A panicking banshee.

- “WOULD YOU PLEASE STOP?!?!?” Dani yelled.

- “I’M TRYING!!!”

- “Would my gun work through the invisibility?”

- “We’re not intangible yet, so... I think so?”

- That shut the Doctor up.

- The smell of gas was getting strong.

- “Let’s get outta here,” said Dani. And tuned them intangible, and---- holy shit. Jason couldn’t feel his insides... or his outsides... or anything from his body. He felt... nothing. Not even floaty or light. It was as if he didn’t exist. They fazed through so many walls until they made it out of the house.

- But just as they made it out, the men in white’s gadget started beeping like crazy again.

- “They’re close!”

- “Find them!”

- Thank God the Doctor was quiet.

- Jason watched as they were floated into the car. Jason lost his intangibility and invisibility first, being dropped into the driver’s seat. The Doctor was dropped in the backseat with Danny, and Dani sat in the passenger’s.

- “Put your seatbelt on.”

- Dani looked incredulously at him.

- The Doctor did as Jason told, wrapping one around Danny as well as he laid in the back with them.

- “They’re over there!!” one of the men in white yelled.

- Some blasters were shooting at them now, and the Doctor rightfully screamed again.

- Jason started the car, then took out his gun and shot at one of the blasters.

- The blaster was about to go off, and its shot was redirected to the window of the house.

BOOM!

- While the men in white ducked for cover, away from the explosion, Jason drove away, increasing his speed.

- But no matter how fast he was going, trying to get away, the men in white were chasing after them again in their vans, installed blasters getting out and ready to shoot them again. God, they’re annoying.

- “I... I could blast them too!”

- There’s too many of them. 5 vans, plowing through the trees with their comically giant blasters. One was moving forward.

- He turned to Dani. “Try to make the one in front turn around just as they’re about to launch a blast. It’ll hit the other vans.”

- Dani nodded and fazed through the top of the car, hands glowing green. Just as she left, Jason could see form the rearview mirror how Dani transforms. Although the dark of the night made it unclear in a few places, he could clearly see her hair turning white and clothes changing. He couldn’t see her face as she was faced towards their pursuers.

- Her hands then let out a long green blast towards the van. Just as Jason said, the van flipped, it’s blasters hitting the other two vans behind it. Dani then sent another blast to the other vans, but it was unsuccessful, learning immediately from the first van that was attacked.

- Dani came back into the Hoodmobile (Jason still hates the name, but there really isn’t other name to call it), sitting in the passenger seat and buckling up once more. “What do we do now?”

- They were heading towards Brown Bridge, just past that is China Town, into GCPD territory. If he could just get into the abandoned sections, he’ll be able to get into Red Robin’s patrol route. The techy Robin would be able to fry their devices just as well as Oracle.

- Only a few Gothamites brave travelling at night, but the streets are mostly empty, thankfully. No civilian will be involved in this crazy chase.

- “We’re heading into one of my brothers’ territories,” he said.

- The Doctor squeaked. “The Demon one???”

- “No,” said Jason.

- “You have a Demon for a brother?” Dani asked, eyes looking excited.

- “He might as well be one,” said Jason, increasing his speed once more.

- He passed by a GCPD patrol car, but the driver didn’t chase after him after seeing two vans with massive weapons of mass destruction driving past him. Like the good, corrupt officer he was, he deleted the footage of what he had just seen from his police cameras attached to his person and car.

- Finally, Jason was driving through the abandoned warehouse district of Chinatown. Then, Jason activated his comms. “Red Hood to Red Robin, where the fuck are you?”

- “Red Robin to Red Hood, fuck you, too.”

- “Listen kid, there are some shitheads in white chasing after me. Have you heard from O?”

- “We tried hacking into their systems once they fixed it. No progress. Need me to fry their systems again?”

- “As much as possible. Where’s your nearest safehouse? One that could cover the biological-traces of someone.”

- “Including the post-mortem traces of someone?”

- “Fuck, Replacement, you got something like that? Should I be worried? How many bodies are you hiding??”

- “Hardy-har-har, Hood,” said Red Robin. “They upgraded their coding to avoid being hacked and frying their servers again. Can you hold out for 5 minutes?”

- “3 minutes, Double-R. They brought more of their buddies-- SHIT!!” Jason swerved the car to avoid hitting a pole, entering a warehouse and breaking through the old, wooden walls. “Make it 1 minute! They’re fucking multiplying!”

- “Oh shit! Hood! Look out!” the Doctor screamed, pointing to the biggest blaster Jason’s ever seen.

- Fucking hell. Jason turned to Dani, who was looking at the blaster with wide eyes and a panicked look on her face. “I... I can..” She was panicking, trying to think up of things to do to make the situation better, but Jason is NOT going to let her to anything. She did enough. It’s Jason’s job to take care of her and her brother/cousin right now. (And the Doctor, but that man is the least of his priorities. Sorry, Doc.)

- “I’m almost done, Hood!”

- A stray blast hit the already, severely dented hood of Jason’s car, knocking it off to show its engine. Shitshitshit... He unbuckled his seatbelt, to which Dani and the Doctor followed. ”Red! You done yet?!” he yelled into the comms.

- Red Robin didn’t answer.

- Instead, Jason watched as the vans exploded.

- Jason leaned towards Dani, covering her view before she could see the guts and limbs fly.

- “Shit... I didn’t mean to do that...” Red Robin said on the comms, voice trembling. “I didn’t...”

- Turning to Dani, her face was frozen. “They... they’re...”

- “Hey, hey, hey... it’s okay... it’s alright,” whispered Jason, taking her into his arms. He thought he managed to hide her from the deaths.

- She shook her head. “I... I could feel their souls leaving... I could feel... they’re scared... others are angry... They’re...”

- Well, shit.

- “Let’s get somewhere safe, yeah?” said Jason.

- Dani only nodded, most likely numb and dissociating. Great. Trauma. Okay. Fantastic. Fuck.

- “Red Robin, you still there?” asked Jason.

- “I... yeah. I’m here.”

- Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck. Okay, Jason. You need to be the voice of reason for a whole bunch of traumatized kids right now. Okay.

- “Double R? Where’s the safehouse and how far is it?” Jason asked.

- “It’s in Upper West Side, right along Schnapp Avenue. There’s an abandoned bookstore there. It’s right above there. The walls are covered with everything you need to cover you.”

- “Okay, we’ll meet up with you there.”

- “I... I’m going, too?”

- Jason wanted to sigh, run a hand down his face, or even punch one of the dead guys that were chasing after them. But he answered, “Yeah, kid. You have any chocolate in there?”

- “Agent A stocks up my safehouses himself.”

- “Good. I really do have everything I need there, then. I’m also bringing along some guests, ‘cause I’m not the only one these bastards are after.”

- Red Robin was quiet.

- “Kids, one who looks younger than the Demon Brat, and the other looks younger than you... and some Doctor that got involved in all this.”

- “Shit...” Red Robin whispered. “Did they...”

- “See? No.” Jason’s not going to tell him that Dani felt the deaths, tho. “I’ll be there in 15 minutes, Red.”

- It was quiet.

- “Red?”

- “Y-yeah... okay. I’ll... I’ll be there, Hood.” Click. Red Robin was no longer on the comms.

- Well... Shit.

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#dc x dp #dp x dc #jason todd #tim drake #dani fenton #danny fenton #danny phantom #I AM SO SORRY TIM I LOVE YOU I PROMISE #I have no idea what to name the Doctor #or how he looks like #But he sounds like a Teddy #Like his name would be Theodore and they end up calling him Doctor Teddy or something #What do you guys think??#DID YOU GUYS CATCH MY BULLSHIT ON PLASMA?!#Biology is one of my worst subjects fam #I only know that the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell and that's IT FOR BIOLOGY FOR ME HAHAHAHAHAHA #Brown Bridge is an actual thing in gotham #right after brown bridge there's the west upper side and chinatown #after chinatown there's old gotham... financial district and city hall district which are all part of the GCPD territory #Old Gotham is where the Clocktower that Barbara/Oracle is located in #In Upper West Side there is an actual Schnapp Avenue eyyyyyyy #The bookstore was made-up tho <3 #I'm sorry Tim for pushing your first kill here <3 I love you uwu <3 #Jason is going to make everything better with hot chocolate and a good meal for the kids (and the Doctor)#Jason won't let Tim get in trouble over this and he's not going to let Dani feel guilty for bringing him in this shit #IF he's not going to feel guilty for bringing in Doctor Teddy into this supernatural shit he's not going to let her feel guilty either #I should probably change the name of this thing cuz it's not about the soup kitchens anymore :((((

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ambrosethedarling · 4 months

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You might not like it, but this is what peak male performance looks like

#can I get a little commotion for the joobs #(Jason boobs)#anyway Jason shouldn’t be chiseled #give him MASS #give him WEIGHT #he’s a POWERHOUSE #I just hate that every hero/vigilante is cut and chissled like please #they’re too busy to be bulking and cutting #give them fat I’m begging #ambrose art #dc comics #jason todd #red hood #batman comics #dc all blades #his tattoos #they’re important to me

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inoreuct · 10 months

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punkflower where miles is usually holding back when he fights; he normally uses 20-30% of his full power but when he gets REALLY mad his eyes glow dark blue and lightning crackles between his fingers.

it's terrifying.

hobie also finds it incredibly hot.

// mild blood + injury, miles going god mode

Hobie swung himself around the corner just in time to avoid the slab of concrete crashing down on where he’d been two seconds ago, hissing as he gripped his side. “Bugger,” he muttered, panting as he slid down the wall.

There was a piece of glass sticking out of his gut. It wasn’t bleeding too badly, but then again, how much blood was too much blood? His vest scraped unpleasantly against the brick as he yanked his mask off and tried to figure out how he was going to do this. From the way it felt it was, what, four? Five inches long? He giggled weakly.

Maybe he was approaching too much blood territory.

He sobered up and forced his back straight, gritting his teeth as he pinched the shard with blood-slick fingers; it made a horrible wet sound as he pulled it out slowly, a pained noise cracking out of his throat as he slumped against the wall and tossed it aside.

Fuck, that stung. He dug the heels of his palms into the cold, hard ground, blinking hard as his vision swam, vaguely aware of the fight still going on around him—

“—obie!”

Right. Miles was still out there—

His boyfriend dropped down from above, sticking the landing neatly and yanking his mask off.

…Or not.

Miles’s face was dirt-smudged, hair a mess as he knelt down to press his palms to Hobie’s wound. “This is a lot of blood.”

“S’fine, love.” Shit, was he slurring? “Nothin’ I ain’t handled before.” Hobie offered a shaky grin and got an arched brow in return.

“Stay here,” Miles said, unimpressed as he grabbed Hobie’s hand to replace his own. “I’m gonna finish this.”

“Wh— Come off it, I can still fight!”

That might have been a lie, actually; it would be absolutely pathetic to get taken out by a literal piece of glass and his healing factor was good, but there was—he looked down—a frankly concerning amount of blood on his clothes.

“You are going to stay the hell down before you pass out.”

Hobie swallowed as Miles leveled him with a cool gaze, the hints of something luminescent deep in his irises. His boyfriend stood gracefully and he gave up on protesting, getting comfortable against the wall. “Go easy on ‘em,” he muttered, lips curling up as electricity sparked between Miles’s fingers, snapping like hungry hunting dogs.

“Nah,” Miles replied, absolutely nonchalant, and it just made Hobie grin wider. “I was already getting annoyed. Now you’re hurt—” he pulled his mask down, the smell of ozone seeping into the air. “And now I’m pissed.”

Hobie smirked as he watched Miles sling a web and jump back into the chaos. This was gonna be over so quick.

As Spider-People, they were used to pulling their punches— if they lost control of their strength they could cause some serious damage, but Miles?

Miles was something else entirely.

He rarely ever used more than a third of the power he had, and the one time he’d tried amping it up at HQ he had practically obliterated the training room. Even now as Hobie peeked around the corner, he could almost taste it on his tongue; Miles didn’t do this often, hardly ever got mad or got serious, because there simply wasn't a need to. But when he did?

Ooh, boy.

The silver-blue sparks crackling over Miles’s suit were the only thing that belied his calm countenance. Hobie knew that if he were to pull off his mask, his eyes would be glowing; a dark, deep blue, threaded through with white like lightning forking across a night sky.

What little surviving street lights around them flickered and dimmed as Miles tapped their energy, charging himself up like a battery, drinking it in until it webbed across his body like ley lines glowing blinding against his skin.

For a fraction of a second it all went pitch black.

And then someone flipped the switch back on, and Hobie shielded his eyes as Miles exploded like a star.

It was dead silent, save for Hobie’s laboured breathing; he could feel his wound knitting together but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt, Christ. He tipped his head back against the brick as Miles landed in front of him with a thwip, mask already off, eyes wild with the remnants of lightning and adrenaline. Hobie whistled, teeth gleaming. “Well ain’t that a pretty sight.”

“Shut up,” Miles groaned, shaking his head good-naturedly as he folded himself to the ground, settling against Hobie’s uninjured side. “...You gonna be okay?”

“Y’know I will, love.” He pressed a kiss to Miles’s forehead, still overly-warm, tasted the sour salt of electricity metallic on his skin. “All wrapped up?”

“Mm,” Miles hummed quietly, sinking closer with a tired sigh. “They’re all out cold, dropped Miguel a text. Dios, I’m starving.” He tilted his head to look up at Hobie, gently lacing their fingers together. “Stay for dinner? My mama’s making arroz con gandules.”

Hobie made an affronted noise. “I’d never give up a chance to have your mother’s cooking. A god, that woman is.” He laughed when Miles laughed, letting the other boy’s warmth burn away the ache in his side. “‘Course I’ll stay.”

“Good,” Miles murmured, soft and sure, cheek pressing into Hobie’s shoulder as he curled into the arm Hobie wrapped around his waist.

And when Hobie kissed him, he tasted like static; like lightning in his blood, racing over his scalp, white-hot electric against his tongue and all the way down his spine, a fleeting lick of flint against steel.

Fuck, it never got old.

Hobie had a feeling he’d spend the rest of his life chasing that spark, and he didn’t mind one bit.

fin.

#punkflower #flowerpunk #miles x hobie #miles morales #hobie brown #across the spiderverse #atsv #spiderverse #writing #miles is a literal powerhouse he just doesn’t wanna kill anybody so he keeps it tamped down LMAO #HE’S LIKE AN ANT #hobie’s constantly telling him to let loose a little #a little electrocution never hurt anybody

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spineless-lobster · 19 days

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Alexander the great and hephaestion are so patrochilles coded it genuinely makes me sick to my stomach like how the fuck did they make the iliad in real life what the actual hell this is so fucked up

#THE WAY HEPHAESTION DIED A YEAR BEFORE ALEXANDER????? HELLO????????#honestly mad respect to alexander tho he saw the blorbo from his book and went ‘I am going to be him’#AND FUCKING DID IT!!!! HE IS ACHILLES IF HE WAS REAL!!!!!!!!#no one can reach the degree of ‘he’s just like me fr’ than alexander did with achilles #both their names start with A for fucks sake #and their stories have been straight washed and their partners forgotten #EVEN THEIR HORSES ARE FAMOUS!!!!!!!! THAT’S INSANE!!!!!!!#at war with a powerhouse enemy for an extended amount of time… (though he did conquer like A LOT so…)#both are young as hell and are destined for greatness #god…#it’s 12am I need to go to sleep #alexander the great #hephaestion #history #alexander x hephaestion #achilles #patroclus #the iliad #patrochilles

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thebad-lydrawn-sanses · 3 months

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Cross's assumption is correct, that's exactly what I'm implying. So be a good boy and lay down pls :3

Cross: you-

Killer: implying what?

Cross: that they're gonna break my leg

Killer: .

↓ Damage Count ↓

999999999

#cross sans #killer sans #anon #bandages #violence #knife #murder #threats #death #the symbol on the anon shirt is supposed to be a leg with a crack running through the middle #Ink and Killer being so different yet so similar the beloved #they're both such powerhouses but Ink deals no DAMAGE ever while Killer always deals disproportionate amounts of DAMAGE #the only reason there's not so many more nines on the DAMAGE COUNTER is cuz i'm lazy tbh #found family being protective the beloved #Killer would probably find a way to stab someone even if both his arms were broken which they're not even damaged here so #plus anything Killer can get his hands on he can throw with deadly (literally and figuratively) aim #he can pluck big enough arrows straight from their path not because i think it's realistic in any sense of the word #but it's funny to imagine Dream having to downsize his arrows #so this horrible thing couldn't literally YOINK them out of the air like a baseball or whatever #queue

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misteria247 · 8 months

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It's now actually really hitting me that Twilight is stupidly strong. Like he wrestles goats that are the size of cows for his job. And manages to just toss them with little effort. He's sumo wrestled Gorons, which are known to be strong. So much so that they can break rocks with their bare hands. And Twilight can shove one of these bad boys with little struggle and has thrown them much like how he does with his goats.

Like yeah he had to use iron boots, but that's because Twilight wasn't heavy enough to not be knocked down. Once he had the right weight on him, everything else was purely him and his own brute strength. Plus him walking around in said boots with little to no difficulty in a bunch of mines in an active volcano of all places. And when he swings his sword?? He literally knocks enemies off of their feet from the sheer force he puts behind the swing of his blade. And when he hits them with his shield he stuns them so much that they need a moment to recover and by that point Twilight's already rocking their shit.

Twilight's scarily strong, like when he really puts his all into it and really puts his strength into use, this guy is a force of nature. I'd absolutely hate to be that one unlucky fuck who was on the other side of his blade or hands cuz girl you'd be so fucking screwed it's not even funny.

#oli talks #ooc #muns ramblings #mindless ramblings of a madman #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu #linked universe the chain #linkeduniverse the chain #lu the chain #linked universe twilight #twilight linked universe #lu twilight #twilight lu #aka I'm just realizing how absolutely terrifying it actually is that this country boy is this stupidly strong #like he's so sweet and literally a giant dear but he's also a god damn powerhouse

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spider-man-2o99 · 11 months

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^^^ #1 most autistic (spider-)man on th whole entire planet earth of all time ever who scampers and skitters and scuttles all about

#talking tag #spider-man 2099 #spiderman 2099 #miguel o'hara #marvel #comics #comic panels #miguel o’hara voice Crawling Noises Crawling Noises Crawling Noises (<- he is actively saying it out loud)#seriously i will never Not be saying it but god im just so obsessed w/ how he Moves hes just a lil freakin GUY bouncin around like a Flea #he is a Very Distinct Character from Peter. but. also. like.. hes also still always Spider-Man. yknow? and i like that abt him a lot.#peter can get away with brute force bcuz peters a POWERHOUSE who holds back most of the time. mig is canonically of a more agile/Jumpy build #and thus whenever he TRIES to brute-force stuff. 9 times out of 10 it Does Not End Well For Him lmao #but Sometimes he gets lucky and Stuff Just Works!! <:)#h

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dcoasis · 5 months

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I like how everyone seems to love Naomi

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mothwingwritings · 4 months

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sorry if this is weird but I just found out Baki is only 5’6” and now I’m obsessed with the idea of Baki having a s/o who’s like way taller than him and it’s so funny to me because even if their a fighter Baki can still easily destroy them but at the same time they have to bend down to look him in the eye and could probably pick him up bridal style x3 x3

types this in 5’11”

^Big this energy.

I honestly love how much of a lil big guy Baki is. He's so compact and cute yet also some how the size of a refrigerator. And I ADORE size difference couples (even when the difference isn't that much loool).

I think that Baki would find the height difference a mix of humorous, obnoxious, and sexy. He may find it annoying when you rest your arm on top of his head to catch your breath, but it is hilarious when he can duck into small places you have to hunch and crawl around in, lest you suffer a bruised head. It urks him when you call him pipsqueak or shorty, but he gets to laugh his ass off when you get a taste of your own medicine as he retorts with a casual 'Goliath' when addressing you. The grumpy expressions you make are always the most satisfying. >:)

Though he wont lie that when he gets you all worked up and you are staring down at him with smoldering, hazy eyes, the moment thick with anticipation as you tower slightly above him moments before some true passion is about to unfold... He lives for it. Nothing makes him hotter than you enveloping him in your love. <3 Kabedon the shit outta this man. (¬‿¬)

...Just be mindful that every ounce of teasing you give him about the height difference he gives back to you ten fold, and he's not above strong arming you to remind you who the true big guy is. ( ๑‾̀◡‾́)

#Baki really be like me and the bad bitch i scored by being a 5'6" powerhouse #love my lil guy :3 #hes uh #still taller than me tho lol #Baki Hanma #baki x reader #baki x y/n #mothresponse #TY for the cute ask!!!#we love and appreciate our short kings #honestly if I am remembering right Yujiro isn't that tall either is he?

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nguyenfinity · 1 year

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Since we're on dorms mood, how about either the Losers dorm(Kohaku and Jun) or the Princess dorm (Kanata, Rinne and Hiyori) ?

LOSERS DORM KJDHFJKASDFHKHD i didn't know they were called that that's so funny

Joke's on you though they're both silly and I love them

They'd have spa nights methinks

Jun said he'd teach Kohaku how to play Genshin (because it's a new gacha Tsukasa got into and he'd rather eat his foot than ask Bou.) after he finishes this game of Tetris-- Kohaku pleASE keep an eye on your food--

#enstars #rinne amagi #kanata shinkai #hiyori tomoe #jun sazanami #kohaku oukawa #two of my favorite dorms to ever yeah #mutsuowo tag #i'm not even a tsukasaP but I know. i just know that little guy gets a liiiittle too invested in every gacha out there #also he's a jean main. you know i'm right #kohaku would main..... kazuha methinks #jun swaps around between xiao/cyno/thoma #those first two are fast polearm powerhouses and thoma is. [looks at ayato and then at hiyori] deja vu for him.#[after kaveh's release] 'jun-han this guy sounds a lot like you?' 'huh. yeah weird' (VA joke)#anyways it was kinda hard to show but rinne does have something of niki's (congrats if you found it before reading this tag)#anyways if you read all that additional congrats and also i'm objectively right /lh #doodle req #dorm doodle #sana postal service

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melancholic-rowen · 1 year

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Tw blood!

I've been thinking a lot about future Mikey lately

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #future mikey #future michelangelo #michelangelo hamato #rottmnt fanart #rowen scribbles #tw blood #blood #cw blood #I was thinking about how ninpo is directly connected to how in tune one is with their emotions. Which led me to think about future Mikey #and how as one of the resistances last Powerhouse he can't really afford to go numb for 5 minutes and deal with his grief later #if he did it could effect his powers and would lose whatever is left of the precious things he's managed to hold on to #my interpretation of future Mikey he wears his grief like a cloak #he mourns for those who can't afford to #but sometimes #when the pain becomes too much #he hones his magic sharper than any blade #so that his enemies can feel the his pain for one moment

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toffeelemon · 7 months

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I don’t feel like our love is brand new. There must have been lovers, soulmates, before us, experiencing what we get to have. And it’s giving me comfort to imagine there will be many more like us to come. Our kind of love is the kind of love that makes this rotten world worth living in.

prince simon in madrid

a pilgrimage along the world that @prince-simon created 🥹

Simon’s neighbourhood, Chueca

“It’s actually the Queer Neighbourhood of Madrid, and coincidentally also where I live.” He lowered his voice as if to tell a secret, “It’s actually not a coincidence at all.” (chapter 2)

Casa de Campo (view from the Royal Palace lol oop)

Wilhelm didn’t even recognise himself. He didn’t think he’d ever looked that happy. And Simon… his eyes were closed and his curls were a mess and Wilhelm had never seen anyone more beautiful. (chapter 3)

El Retiro

Simon looked at Wilhelm much too adoringly for a statement this goofy. “The ducks are gay!” He yelled at Santiago and Paula, “Just so you know!” (chapter 9)

Palacio de Cristal

“Here’s a funny thought - bear with me, okay? But just imagine. Flowers. Everywhere, like on the ceiling, up the walls. Fairy lights scattered all through it. It would be so gorgeous as a- uh, like. For a wedding…” Realising where his train of thought had gotten him, Wilhelm fell quiet, looking at Simon with wide eyes. (chapter 9)

El Palacio Real de Madrid (more specifically the Throne Room lmfao)

Simon traced his fingers over the bruises on Wilhelm’s neck and in the opening of his dress shirt, humming contentedly. Wilhelm followed the movement in the mirror, and marvelled at how good they looked together, how well they fit together and how much Simon belonged right here – on the throne, with Wilhelm. He deserved the world and so much more. (chapter 12)

Museo Nacional del Prado

Around them, the other visitors kept moving, admiring the art on the walls, and for the moment Wilhelm felt infinite, imagining himself a painting, looked at and analysed hundreds of years from now. El Abrazo de los Príncipes.

Lo Spasimo, Raphael, 1515-1517

“Are we allowed to kiss in front of Jesus on his way to crucifixion or is that tasteless? Because I really want to kiss you right now, Simon.”

Las Meninas, Diego Velázquez, 1656

“He made me look at Velázquez in the painting and how he was looking back at the viewer, at me. I still remember the exact tone of his voice, how he was so certain when he told me that I had every right to be where I am. That I am the subject of this painting, the king being painted. All those tyrants, King Felipe and Emmanuel and all those that came in between, they are trapped in that mirror forever while I am here, alive, we’re here. Velázquez is looking at two queer princes, ready to paint us.” (chapter 13)

Casa Alberto

“So, tell me more about this special part of Madrileñan history.” He was slightly teasing but mostly actually curious.

Simon seemed all too eager to answer that question, and it hit Wilhelm how genuine Simon’s care for his city — his country — and its people was. It made him a little sad to know that a lot of people didn’t get to see that because they only focused on Simon being too gay or too Latino, or even just too carefree and enjoying life because he was young, to be their future king.

bonus content:

Iglesia de San Antonio de los Alemanes (where Simon goes to church)

“I think I need to go somewhere.”

“Oh?” Wilhelm said softly, “Right now?”

Simon hesitated before he nodded. “I need to- get some clarity? Or - I hope that I’ll get it there?” He whispered, voice shaky.

“Do you want to tell me where you’re going?”

“To- uh, to pray? I mean- to church? I don’t know if I’ll pray…” Simon’s voice was shaky, uncertainty shining in his eyes when he dared to look up at Wilhelm. (chapter 11)

#god i don’t think i have immerse myself into a fictional world so deeply before #this story lives and breathes #and i love what it has given me god to imagine when i read the first chapter i have not moved countries or gotten a cursed degree yet #he feels like a friend i held by the hand and walked through adventures together🥹#i really went to a particular restaurant and ordered particular dishes because i read about it in a book #and it was as magical as i imagined heheh #(including the snails sksksk)#prince simon i love you forever #prince simon au #prescribing everyone a reread Right Now!#give me attention and i’ll come back with extra pics of the food sksk #simon’s depression church is not mentioned in Text but this is canon source hehe #i’m not the first person to visit pscu locations and i love everyone who’s done it what a great idea it was so fun!#yes i know you’re not supposed to take photos in the prado but then i remembered this was built by a colonial powerhouse then felt less bad

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