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blacksupremacy86 · 9 months
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Usurping The Captain
Part 1
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Superman is more than a major player now he is everything flying in the sky constantly in a loop all day every day to the worlds lack of shock and annoyance. He is catapulted in to a new way of life landing a nearby army base in The United States.
In a private area he lands causing a strange trigger erupting through the ground leaving the army in awe. The base is completely let out evacuating bending a bit more they pull their weapons out in an assault to push him back.
Clark laughs loudly his voice booms through the air circulating around the base thousand times over bouncing back. In a super higher pitch tone and long boomerang affect hits sending a sound wave to knock them out on to the dirty army base floor.
That is until Mr. Boy Scout himself threw his shield at force for me to catch as quick as I did and look on in disgust as he wore the red, white blue proudly as if it really matters at this point. All the effort will be for not as my sole purpose to the man who sent me free forever.
“What do you think you are doing here Kal it’s not allowed? You are a hero not a major
criminal or terrorist.”
“Yes! I forgot you were such a Boy Scout blah pathetic. What a wast of time and space.”
“Be careful for you next few words my friend it may be your last.”
“Like if you could stop me Steve not even a bit closer.”
Captain America lifts his shield in the air to face his ally he presses in the handle in the back of the shield causing the device to glow brightly with an emerald green covering the entire base.
Clark facial expressions goes from utter lack of shock to fear as he begins to faint to the floor dropping to his knees the pain on his face is so apparent.
The man clicks the button with the shield hit with energy transforming it traveling to the tip of the shield gathering together it blast a laser at his feet locking him up in dark green bubble.
Superman flows in to the air spinning lightly around the area draining him of all his full power and energy consuming him in his own prison Cap smirks. Launching his shield as the ball constantly attacking it with hits, kicks, punches and more.
“Why won’t you surrender or give in to the law Superman? Do not make it harder.”
“Because I am the greatest hero in the world and I am true villain.”
“Blast you! I will bring you in one way or the other.”
“Believe what you want Captain but I have already one.”
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“Wait what? Why are your eyes lighting up like that?”
“Peer in to my eyes Cap”
“No! No! Nnnnoooooo”
“Mwahahahahaha “
“Welcome to my nightmare!”
“Kal is that you ?”
“The new and improved me”
“Why did you trick me?”
“I told you “
“You already won”
“Master Lawrence “
“He made this possible “
“He cleansed me”
“He gave me a real start “
“No more evaluating “
“No more watching out”
“No more walking on glass “
“I can’t fight it, I can’t lie, I am his and I am Captain America.”
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The end
Recruiting Purposes
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Buckley Barnes has been on a mission to be able to find his best friend Captain America all the search lead him to a strange building in the middle of nowhere.
Flipping off the helicopter on to nearby roof top he rolls to the edge backflipping to the glass roof tied window he peers down in to the room.
One guy notices him so he shrugs smashing in to he window falling in to somersault like super hero landing then proceeds to break every bone available.
Shuffling through the room he cracks a steel door open using as shield to the block the oncoming henchmen gunfire is going on in galore.
“Think these bone heads would know now k am by now.”
“Also not to mess with me”
“ENOUGH! Geez”
“This generation “
“God! I am old”
“Focus”
“Steve must be held down below”
“I have speed up my time “
“Can’t waste a second up here “
“A elevator”
“I’ll climb up on top of it”
“Then what dummy?”
“Who am I talking to ?”
“The Winter Soldier”
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“No it can’t be! I am going crazy “
“Bravo Buck”
“Steve and Clark”
“Why are you free?”
“We came to collect you “
“Ahhhh”
“Ugh!”
“Why?”
“Stop being a bitch!”
“We came to save you “
“Put the ugly past to rest”
“Indeed to bed”
“You can’t….this dream”
“Poor sweet Bucky”
“You really think so”
“We are in your mind”
“There no running away “
“I want to give in…I love to obey Master”
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The end
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canisalbus · 8 months
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I had a scrap piece of paper and drew the little freakish dog 👍 I have been silently enjoying your art for like a couple months now? I found it randomly on uploaded Pinterest and was like “oh huh that’s rad” and yeah he’s such a lovely sad little beast
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daily-hanamura · 3 months
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dballzposting · 1 month
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IT TAKES A BIG MAN 👍
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moonstreak · 7 months
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BABS WHEN AND WHERE DID YOU GET THAT SHIRT IJUHYGRFEDSW
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'maybe you can seduce her with your sad eyes and she can keep you as a pet' is an insane thing to say to your new employee after feeling up his shoulders for a completely unwarranted moment, but it's even more insane given every other interaction they've had so far. 'would you kiss me? would you? if i asked you too?' 'i'll look after you.' 'i have the virus don't i?' this man is blindingly jealous and thinks he can fix it by marking his territory on him like a proverbial fire hydrant
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fellhellion · 9 months
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Something something the spot’s goofy antics distract from how dangerous his own entitlement and resentment is
#I don’t want to be that guy but I feel a little bit like spot gets sanded down a tad into just the fact he’s funny#and he IS funny I get it. but what makes him scary is the power to lash out with his entitlement and resentment towards miles#it’s you did this TO ME (miles didn’t#he was busy getting pummeled by kingpin and then venom shocking him back and the building was being EVACUATED it’s literally no one’s fault#but spot’s that he was there AND miles didn’t even know he was there when the collider exploded)#so I’m owed the role that you made me into <- miles literally didn’t do this#I’m OWED being your nemesis because I created you <- when all of itsv is about its miles own choices that make him heroic and not the bite#spot can’t even take ownership of his own actions. he’s like oh IM not robbing you that’s the bank. well buddy I don’t see you robbing the#bank I see you harassing some guy owning a corner store#like I get it. ur a cosmic horror and it sucks capitalism is pushing u down and u can’t get a job but like OWN UP TO WHAT THE HELL YOU DO#LMAO#and even miles trying to genuinely reach out and say look I’m sorry I made u feel bad (even though this isn’t an owed apology) and spot#STILL is hellbent on breaking miles back for an imagined slight#I AM GOING TO KILL YOUR LITERAL FATHER BECAUSE I BLAME YOU FOR SOMETHING YOU DIDNT DO#like god lmao. he’s a fun silly villain but there’s legitimate anger and spite and RESENTMENT motivating him purely to try hurt miles back a#as* badly as he imagines miles hurt him. when it’s like dude. own tf up to who’s responsible here#I’m not angry at the spot btw I actually think he’s a fun villain but I think recognising that resentment is what makes him effective as a#*​frightening* villain and one that poses legitimate danger#tunes talks spiderverse#apologies xinakwans ik u said you didn’t want to read any spot posts hopefully this snags on ur filtered content block shdjfjfk
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sirenofthegreenbanks · 6 months
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deeply enjoy that the novel can also be read as a commentary on the fallacy of information. we have zzs as the main narrator who adds to this nuance by being a former spymaster and leader of a bunch of proficient investigators. hes very intimate with the process of verification of information, and even his vast databank of knowledge and his abilities of filtering and sorting the "true" from the "fake" is tested throughout the novel through many instances and events. its especially interesting because he makes a major mistake, almost from the very start, that he resolves only after a very long time, and only after overcoming personal weaknesses. his personal weakness at recognizing truth vs decept reveals itself in the inability to meet personal events with a human perspective; he is basically functioning like a person with two lives, and most of the time, he at least acts as if he is regarding wkx, suspected master of ghosts, from the professional business grounds of the retired leader of shadows rather than from the perspective of a person with an adventurous life and wishes of his own. in this lies the danger to misinterpret and to refuse to confront what is truly going on. if zzs cant 'find' the "true reason" for the ghost master following his humble retired self, he is going to do his utmost to make up one (on the basis of his personal and professional experience with such situations), instead of considering at least once the admittedly unlikely chance that wkx might like him and is even deeply sincere about him. this doesnt signal anything less but that we, as the reader, should not irrevocably trust even the one person who is in most stories the most trustworthy; the main narrator. instead, we are advised to reserve us the right to doubt and think for ourself, to look critically upon even zzs, which only circles back to the novel's theme of the fallacy of information. it even lends to the novel's dialogue with the human right to form your own opinion and your own thoughts and come to your own conclusions, no matter how much they might diverge from norm or mainstream or traditions, and no matter how tempting it might be not to.
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cynric · 1 year
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kingsley tealeaf most important character in the world let him reclaim his body while still honoring the one who came before him
blast over tattoos are something that can be so personal
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The children have scars too, Crosshair realises, and wishes he could un-realise it an instant later. Scars from rocks, and misjudged leaps, and deceptively sturdy-looking low branches. Accidents. The kind that they’d be disappointed to see fade. Their scars are a memento of adventure, a prop for storytelling. Like the one that Shaeeah has on her right knee from pitching headlong down a hillock in pursuit of a nuna, as she had told him in great detail no less than three times (once over breakfast, a second time after realising he hadn’t been listening to a word of it, and a third just for the sake of it). And Crosshair had tightened his jaw, and made a vague noise of acknowledgement, and triple-checked that his collar was pulled up high enough over his neck. 
She wouldn’t be smiling quite so bright if she could see just what he had to hide. And as much as it stings him to think of letting his secrets loose, a part of him wants her to see the horror, wants to wipe that stupid grin off her little face. CT-9904 had never been afforded the luxury to smile like that. 
It’s not their fault. 
That’s what the others would tell him. That’s what he’s sure Suu’s thinking, behind the unreadable glances that she casts him every time his nails bite into his palms as her daughter chatters. Not their fault. They don’t know of the labyrinth that lurks beneath carefully positioned fabric, the phantom craters of needles that he can still feel the sting of, latticed slashes of a surgeon’s blade branded onto a body that would never truly be his. 
It’s not my fucking fault either.
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blacksupremacy86 · 9 months
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Con-El Glasses
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Clark Kent helps himself trying to get home after he escapes the end of his last battle in to the alley way. He makes it half his body is slamming in to the wall sliding down to the ground. He hits his head hard he heavily bludgeoning it today.
He turns his back to the wall sliding till he is facing the other wall the pain I searing in to his body. His mind is taken swiftly upward as is his gaze all he see the bright blue sky hitting the sunlight healing him but blocking his vision.
Be attempt to rise using his hands to push him up propping on to the wall holding on to it. He suddenly spits a shocking object on the wall shaking a bit he is compelled to freeze and not move except to bend down and pick it up.
Picking it up he can’t help himself moving in to the bridge of his nose placing it on as it is instantly glowing. The tint of the glass shine out blinding it flashes hitting him in to his pupil and iris. Stopping cold he feels the wall on his back he loses his mind whirling out of control.
The spiral spins out of control creating a tint solid multicolored covering the glasses in a glaze. Clark’s mind is ensnared with a long rope wrapping over it tightly wound it settles in beautiful. A sweet smile crept over his hot and cute flushed face with beats of raging red as well.
In his mind a portal opens as he slips in to an another realm with windows opening up to him the wild world calls him go to run him back. The reality of his past transgressions fighting all of his villains, even some of his allies as well, and he can feel something off at the pit of his stomach.
The heavy hitter hits the globe phasing on to the main roof of his work splits half way open landing on his desk at The Daily Planet In one fell swoop. He swivels in his chair as if it it normal to tap his lap top on another spiral appears before him. He is lost at sea while his mind drifts ashore.
“Your name is Clark Kent Aka Superman the Man Of Steel. The big man on campus of all the Superhero’s. You have been living many lies over the years about who and what you are. Nobody on this planet matters more to me then you and you me naturally my pal.”I swear to him.
“Your mind swirls floating in to the sky like if my voice, mind and body are a sound of an ethereal angel.” I say he can’t ever try to look away from the screen unless I want to command him to do and he moves like a puppet at my instructions his free will fades in to time.
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“I am Superman the man of steel a puppet of the Master Lawrence ruler of this world My God.”
“My body is a total instrument of your will so you can own me in all ways to surrender to his will.”
“Sir Yes Master Lawrence guide me by fully embedding me in to your universe that is all that matters control my body in every way that counts.”
“Yes Master, I memorized the address my Oh! Master.”
“Wild! What did you expect ?”
“I am on my immediately.”
“Up, up and away”
“Something is changing in me.”
“I feel free.”
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“Flying feels some unique now life if I am at something new.”
“Am I even on earth?”
“Am I switching dimensions?”
“In a parallel world “
“Jumping time lines “
“I don’t care “
“What is happening to me?”
“Nothing can stop me”
“No more holding back “
“I will burn down the world “
“Cause a fiery hell”
“Master will rule the world “
“Mwahahahahaha “
“This is the a galactic journey “
“I am on a new level “
“One punch I can crush your heart “
“No one is safe from me”
“All for Master Lawrence “
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“Where the hell am I?”
“Exactly! Where are you ?”
“Not on earth!”
“Who? Who are you ?”
“Master Lawrence “
“Oh God! My cock “
“Big boi! You know don’t you “
“I am at your mercy “
“When did it happen? I have no idea “
“Do I care ? I don’t give a fuck”
“It’s like bell wrung”
“In my mind and all switched “
“You know your place “
“At your feet”
“My pathetic white bitch ass”
“I will torch the universe”
“Open my legs “
“Usurp your ownership over everything and everyone.”
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The end
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waugh-bao · 3 months
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scorchedhearth · 4 months
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he has never belonged to himself, only to others. watch as i make myself sick over this
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wawataka · 18 days
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i don’t know what to do about this cat i’m feeding. sigh
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redwayfarers · 4 months
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assigned: unwell, therapy recommended
It’s taken Artoirel a moment to realise how much of a mercy this is. He doesn’t dare interpret it as a sign of care, not quite yet, but he’s grateful nevertheless. Said mothers did warn him about the difficulty of his choice, but he did see the relief in their eyes, knowing that their son has someone steadfast by his side. He wonders if his own father would share the same relief. For Haurchefant, certainly. For Emmanellain, perhaps. But for Artoirel? The fact he has to wonder at all speaks much more than any answer could.  But he has bigger things to worry about, such as the hurt in his chest at Nika’s shame-fueled anger that had nowhere to go but to Artoirel. He knows it’s not personal, he even understands the impulse, and yet, his eyes prickle with tears he can’t shed. Relief comes when Nika’s mother rushes in, looks between them and just signals for Artoirel to go.  Ordinarily, he would’ve been insulted. As it stands, he takes the direction and leaves, though he stops to watch Nika stifle a scream in his mother’s neck. Artoirel hardly remembers what his mother’s hugs felt like. He cannot seem to recall a recent one from his father, either.  If his insides were a battlefield, they would signal a lost battle.
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sonknuxadow · 11 months
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honestly i dont even think its inherently unreasonable of penders to want legal ownership of his characters and stories. it feels like he gets a lot of hate just for that when the real problem is his behavior and certain things he tries to claim ownership of. and im not defending him it just feels like people hate him for the wrong reasons sometimes
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