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harbingersecho · 4 months
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wanted to try out another style ft. some heroes of ferelden
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ohmyboytoy · 1 year
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Angel Damien (aka Brian Hawks)
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nightwingstyles · 1 year
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Besties for the resties!
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fluffyou777 · 7 months
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Pet peeve is Damien vs Damian and Conner vs Connor and the fact that there are CHARACTERS FOR ALL FOUR NAMES and people still tangle them 😔💔
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genevieveetguy · 10 months
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I reckon that alien didn't mean no harm. No, he ain't American. No, he ain't a creature of God's Earth, but he's a creature of somewhere.
Asteroid City, Wes Anderson (2023)
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butch-creeper · 2 years
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Damien, 14 years old, having been raised in an assassin cult and then moved to the house of a rich man where they probably ate very fancy and healthy: what is a gusher?
Connor Hawke, 16, about to have the time of his life as he holds out the bag to him: have one
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a-drama-addict · 1 year
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Idk if Damien still Exists but i hope he and Merrill are living their best lives
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theyre experiencing domestic bliss as we speak
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current-comix · 2 years
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jokingmisfit · 2 years
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Lets Save The Legends
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transgnckon · 9 months
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Quick Question cause I’m too lazy to google: is is kon el’s earth name (?) konner, conner, connor or another variant?
It’s Conner!!
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mamawasatesttube · 1 year
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not to be petty but every time i see a post where someone is talking about kon and they spell his name "connor" i immediately stop reading to roll my eyes
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mercs4life · 1 year
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yeagrist · 11 months
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﹐ 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐩 ! muses , part one .
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sugarbubbleslove · 2 years
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Dragon Age II (finally)
I completed Damien PT for Origins, Awakening and Witch Hunt (Didn't do GoA because it doesn't really carry anything over and I needed WH to complete Damien's quest to find Morrigan).
I swear, if Nathaniel doesn't show up *grr*
and FINALLY started DA:II
(Though I still need to complete Elizabeth so I can 'cheat glitch' her into Awakening just for the conversation with Nathaniel cause it's gotta be fun.
But here I go, Melinda Hawke (1st PT - Mage/2nd PT Warrior - still deciding on if I should go sword/shield or two-handed).
And let's just say, if there had been a freezer nearby after she saw Sebastian pin the order to the Chantry Board, out of the Mother's hand, she would have jumped in it to cool off LOL.
Now - let's see if there are any changes I shall make this time.
And thankfully Auto-Attack is no longer a thing.
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nobodyfamousposts · 11 months
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Another Miraculous Crossover Nobody Wanted (DCxML)
In the midst of so many Batfamily/Miraculous crossovers, the thing I feel so many people forget is that the Waynes are...well...themselves.
Sure, they're awesome vigilantes. Trained in martial arts and with great mental fortitude to help them against the likes of Scarecrow's fear gas, Joker's venom, and Mad Hatter's manipulations.
...the problem is that Hawk Moth is a whole different ballgame.
He doesn't target their fears or dreams. He targets ANYTHING. Like petty annoyances. Frustrations. Sleep deprivation. Obsessions. Things the Batfamily generally try to ignore on a regular basis.
If he can akumatize and reakumatize the same man over his love of pigeons and people who feel they've been wronged over silly reasons, there's SO MUCH that could come from the complete dysfunction/emotional constipation that is the Wayne family. Remember, ANY frustration or annoyance or upset counts. 
Meaning Ladybug and Chat will be having their hands full with the Waynes until they leave.
And given that Hawk Moth comes up with the silliest costumes and powers...
...the others would never let them live it down.
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It was a beautiful day in Paris. And an absolutely wonderful vacation to the City of Love, where everything was peaceful and nothing was wrong.
Dick stood at the window looking out over the city.
Tim was on his computer doing some reports. Possibly Wayne Enterprises work, but more likely mission work.
Damien had apparently gotten tired of grumbling and was focused on sharpening his sword—which Bruce really shouldn’t have let him bring. But given the situation, he couldn’t argue against letting Damien have something that would help him stay calm.
Cass had found a magazine to occupy her time, though she seemed somewhat confused as to the male teen model that kept appearing in nearly every line.
And Jason…
…he was grinning. And watching Bruce with such anticipation, looking downright hopeful as he waited. Not helping was that he was holding what appeared to be a brand new camera, fully prepared to start recording.
Bruce knew why.
But he would not give him the satisfaction.
Because nothing was going to happen.
Absolutely nothing.
Bruce twitched.
SNAP!
And his pen cracked from the sheer amount of pressure he was putting on it. Which was admittedly an annoyance, but wasn’t that big of a deal…
…if it wasn’t the 15th pen he’d broken in the past three hours.
It was fine though.
Nothing was wrong.
He was calm.
Calm.
Calm.
A muffled voice could be heard from outside despite the room being on the seventh floor of a building. Which of course was a coincidence and not because someone was actually right outside the room….and the building.
And perhaps if Bruce tried really hard, he could convince himself was just someone singing a line out of “American Pie” and not someone talking about butterflies.
No.
Because there were no butterflies outside. Because he was fine!
Not the slightest bit upset!
At. All.
“That’s thirty-three…” Dick counted.
…Dammit.
Bruce sighed.
“Did she come back to the roof?”
“Actually, she never left.” Tim confirmed, not even looking up from his computer. “She stopped leaving after the last incident and has just been standing there for the past couple hours now, catching them as they come.”
A long pause.
“How…?”
“Her partner has been bringing her water and snacks. And keeping watch whenever she has to leave to hibernate or use the little bug’s room.”
Bruce groaned.
Why couldn’t it be a villain? Or a fan or stalker? He could deal with those. He dealt with them all the time.
It was the well intentioned young superheroes that he had a harder time dealing with. The ones that wanted to help but were misguided in not understanding that their help wasn’t necessary.
“Gotcha!”
“Thirty-four.” Dick droned.
…no matter how many magical butterflies implied otherwise.
“Maybe we should do what the nice Ladybug hero asked and finish up our business in Paris?” Tim suggested.
“I refuse!” Damien shouted, jumping to his feet. “This villain has made a mockery of us and it must not be allowed to stand! I will not leave until he has been caught and my sword has tasted his blood!”
“Damien, we don’t kill, remember?”
“I wouldn’t kill him.” Damien said, looking away with a pout. “Just…dismember him a bit.” He frowned, consideringly. “Maybe cut off his arms. He can’t continue villainy then, right?”
Tim sighed.
“So that’s a no on going home early then.”
They heard a noise from the roof.
“Is she leaving?” Bruce asked, trying to hide how hopeful he was.
“Nope. It’s her catboyfriend back again.” Dick replied, blithely.
Bruce sighed.
“Do you think they’re dating?”
“Dick.” Bruce warned.
“Because the city seems to be really hamming up the romantic angle between the two and it’s kinda hard to not see.” Dick continued. 
“Dick.”
“Even if it is kinda weird that they’re essentially shipping teenagers.”
“Speaking from experience there, Dickie Boy?” Jason cut in, cheekily.
“Stop it. Both of you.” Bruce ordered. “The goal of coming to Paris was supposed to be to deal with the emotional terrorism from Hawk Moth.”
“A little hard with all your emotional constipation there, B.”
Jason smirked.
“Or should I say ‘Justice Man’?”
Bruce twitched.
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