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huariqueje · 4 months
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Last Man Standing  -    Helen Verhoeven , 2022.
Dutch,b.1974-
Oil on canvas , 120 x 90 cm.
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psychologeek · 2 months
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Red Hood
DAY 24: "i'm doing this because i care about you" ALT 10: last man standing
[from Who am I (to disappear))]
Maybe he didn't think it through.
Possibly.
Just, you know, the tiniest bit.
Drugging all the baby heroes to sleep, using aerosol, was a brilliant idea. He'll give it to himself.
Also using his old codes.
Which, honestly? He didn't really think it would work.
Still: great execution. Pun might be intended.
Anyway.
Kid obviously still up in the kitchen, probably working on the post-mission report or some other bullshit.
( The best thing about being dead? No. Fucking. PAPERWORK .)
Sitting with a mug of coffee and
(Is that Zesty? The kid really mixes those poisons together? 
Nuh, of course he would. Like the sleepless workaholic bird he really is.)
They talk, and he already prepared some FUCKING AWESOME monolouge. Vicios and snob and all that. And he beats the kid. Bat won’t take it seriously otherwise. Kid fight as good as he gets.
And then there’s something—
( the worst part? he doesn’t even remember what )
and the Green is all he sees, and–
(No. The worst part is when he sees a bleeding head full of black hair. The worst part is seeing a body, lay down in the bottom of the staircase, as the blood spread around. The worst part is knowing that he did it. That he's just like that fucking clown.)
His alarm beeps. Someone’s trying to enter via Zeta-tube.
(He can’t help tha kid. 
Because it’s a goddamn kid, Jason. 
What’s wrong with you?)
He can’t help the kid, but maybe someone else could?
He release the block he put on the Tubes, and head to the transport room through the secret passage in the walls.
He can't even remember how he got back to Gotham. How he made it to the safehouse. 
All he knows is washing his hands in the rusted sink and staring at a shattered mirror he still sees the abyss and the monsters is inside, now, and his fist–
And everything is red, red, red round him.
Tag bc you may like: @envysparkler @shinekocreator @jasontoddsguns
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nereevio · 4 days
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Some Angst to go to bed with 🥹 I wonder who they’re thinking about in their presumably last moments?
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freetheshit-outofyou · 6 months
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I was right now years old when I learned that A Fist Full Of Dollars (1964)
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is an unauthorized shot for shot steal of Yojimbo (1961).
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But the Bruce Willis movie Last Man Standing (1996) is an authorized retelling of Yojimbo. When Akira Kurosawawas was if he would support a retelling of his story he agreed only adding that it could not be a Western because of A Fist Full of Dollars.
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Last Man Standing was the movie we got. Akira Kurosawawas would have the last laugh though. Although he very much like A Fist Full of Dollars he was never credited so litigation happened giving Akira Kurosawawas 15% of A fist Full of Dollars gross plus 100,000.00.
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secret-bug-pain-blog · 2 months
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@febuwhump Day 11 - ALT PROMPT - Last Man Standing
Hello. Another alt prompt. A lot of them didn't really hit the spot, whump-wise, so we're sort of budgeting our replacements here - don't worry about the delay on the last two days, we were travelling and watching small children and not particularly available. This one's Fun Leif Activities!
Leif can't remember how long he's been here.
He stands over his teammates, tense and ready. There are monsters in these woods, beasts who will rip them asunder- beasts that have already done all too much after them. His wings are flared in a display of threat, his muzzle frozen over with icy fangs, his fur a bristling array of needles.
He can't remember what it was he was fighting. He can't remember why. It doesn't matter. His bones and his guts twist to suit his need. He bares his teeth at those he only knows as enemy, and he flares his wings, and he bites and scratches and shreds at those who get too close.
If they get to his teammates, then they're dead. If he loses, then they're dead. There is no room for error. There is no room for rest. There is no room for mercy.
(There's something wrong with his hands. There's something wrong with his eyes. There's something wrong with his antenna.)
Leif turns on his heel, baring fangs at yet another enemy. The warning he speaks is in a language he cannot comprehend. He has a program for it, somewhere, but he cannot run it now- too much space, too much processing. He has a duty, he must perform it well, he must perform it without error or falter or-
(He maintains the ice over their bodies. Preservation. Cryogenics. The brain doesn't begin to rot until the heart's been stopped for four to six minutes.)
Daggers of ice stop most enemies in their tracks. Yowled curses and slashing blows make up for the rest. His shell grates up against itself as he lunges, twisted at angles it was never meant to go. The discomfort doesn't matter.
He has to protect them. Or they will die.
(Brain activity fully ceases after ten minutes. The person is considered brain dead. To restart a heart, there must be some electrical activity remaining.)
He has to protect them. Or they will die.
(A bee's muscles will lock up in environments under 55° farenheight, preventing it from flying. When below freezing temperatures, a bee's body will slowly cease to function. Eventually, it will shut down entirely as its bodily fluids freeze.)
He has to protect them. Or they will die.
(A northern scarab beetle can persist in temperatures below zero for up to six hours at a time due to the minor warm-blooded adaptations present in the north and the high degree of insulation offered by their unique shell structure. Despite this, the species still relies on hibernation to survive the winter, much like its unawakened kin. Deprived of a burrow or shelter, they will still eventually die of exposure.)
He has to protect them. Or they. Will. Die.
ZM-28 bares its teeth at an enemy, barking out a warning in a language that it doesn't speak. The enemy does not heed it. Their chitin crunches beneath its ice, its claws, its teeth. They flee with nothing more inflicted than a handful of daggers, shoved into its shell. An acceptable margin of injury. A fix to be completed later. No significant detriment. The half-eaten ganglia severed are nonvital enough that they may not even need to be recombined.
Old programs whir in the back of its head. This place is wrong. It is not where it was meant to defend. Frozen moss crunches beneath its feet, rather than frosted tile. The subroutines imbedded in it tell it that it is at the wrong place. The core of its programming protests that it doesn't matter.
It is not a lab guardian. Something in it rejects the idea of being in a lab at all. It has a quarry, and that quarry must be defended. Its paws twist awkwardly under it as it moves to check on its quarries, touching up the ice that contains them.
It was not meant to die. It was not meant to be killable. It was built with immortality in mind, to fuel the continued survival of its creators. Its subroutines are carried to serve those creators once they succeed.
Its creators are gone, and its colony is dead and dying, and all that matters is to protect.
It flings an icicle at an enemy.
All that matters is to protect.
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honestlychiefbanana · 2 months
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Highlights of Triple H vs Chris Jericho WWF Fully Loaded 2000
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nebulein · 1 year
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We've come a long way from where we began
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a--writes · 1 year
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waywardwizzard · 2 months
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The dust settled, half a dozen bodies laying in the sand, staining it red.
Jayne grimaced, tugging at his ruined shirt.
"You gorram rutting hundans, this was my favorite shirt!"
He kicked the nearest body, his face falling when he saw the cut running down the front of his pants, the fraying edges flapping in the wind.
"My ma's gonna have my hide," he whined, picking up the bag of goods he dropped when the men jumped him, "She's tired of fixin' my clothes."
Kicking the body again, Jayne turned and started walking back to Serenity, complaining under his breath the whole way.
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Author's note-
I kind of like this one. It's a little more lighthearted
Also, Mama's boy Jayne Cobb is soooo fun to write
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nugothrhythms · 1 month
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"Empty Hearts" by Girona, Spain-based trad-inspired goth act The Bone Tree off of 2022 EP Last Man Standing
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anotherferalrat · 2 months
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A funny lil Valentine's thought for you...
Now I'm not very far, I'm caught up with the webtoon but I'm only on Ch. ~80 of the novel itself? But from what I've seen so far and what I've been spoiled by...
Last Man Standing by Livingston is 100% a Yoongdok song
First Verse
You're from the stories, a living masterpiece
Self-explanatory, next question.
(More lyric-connections beneath the cut bc it's a lot of insane ramblings and analysis)
Chorus (basically the whole thing tbh)
I just want your love, stop selling me
Feel like KDJ still very much thinks his relationship with YJH is 'I will use you for my goals/I know how to get to the end' but YJH is violently shaking him like. STUPID. I WANT *YOU*.
I don't need the wind that's underneath your wings
Obvious, next. (Pun is very much intended)
I just wanna know when you're landing
Gives me the same vibes of Tell me, you fool. If I were to continue to regress, will I ever get to meet you again? Just that undying loyalty and willingness to wait. Good soup.
You don't need to be the king 'cause I just want the last man standing
Kind of a 2-for-1. First half is literally KDJ being the Demon King of Salvation. Second half also kinda has two meanings. Like on one hand, last man standing is kind of how he is to kimcom, he's the one who's always staying strong, always has a plan no matter what happens in the scenarios.
As for another interpretation, last man standing could be how he was always an outsider or the one left out, emphasis on the 'last man' part, and that YJH would want him even if he's just the dorky kid reading webnovels and not The Guy who can get them to the end.
2nd Verse
I've been around the world, lived a hundred fantasies
YJH and his regressions, next.
Bridge(?)
'Cause you don't gotta fight so hard / Darlin' this is love not war
KDJ has a very... interesting? relationship with love. Like the two people that were supposed to love him were 1) his abuser and 2) the one that killed the former and left him alone. And obviously he didn't have much in the way for a personal life so he's either carefully distant or desperately holding on to those he loves now. I think he needs a lil reminder that love doesn't always have to hurt<3
All I want is who you are / That's what I've been looking for
These lines are a repeat of the themes expressed earlier. First part reminds me of the end of the chorus, how KDJ's companion status doesn't solely rest on his ability to get them to the end. Second part, once again, a callback to the 'tell me fool' vibes. I haven't gotten to that part yet, and I'm pretty sure I'm far from it, but it already has me in a chokehold.
Bonus (chorus pt.2):
I don't need a symphony / I just need your voice and a melody
I don't think this is canon but I just like the hc that KDJ sings really well and connected it to this line<3
Does any of this make sense? Is it accurate to the rest of the novel? I don't know but you all are signing up for my madness so who's the real loser here B)
...still me
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maineventpapiuso · 7 months
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"Seth Rollins left Fast Lane the last man standing and still WWE world heavyweight champion"
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movies-tv-polls · 6 months
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Whump Prompt #909
Submitted by @red-river-potato01 - Thanks!
A is the last one standing against the big bad and is fighting as hard as they can, but is about to be killed by the villain's final blow before a swift gunshot/stabbing comes out of nowhere and the villain drops A falls to their knees, revealing B--injured during the fight earlier on--with the gun/knife in their hand. They crack a bloody smile at A before collapsing again. (I'm such a sucker for this one.)
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dixie12 · 1 year
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the captain goes down with the ship.
jonny must have heard the expression before, but the first time he remembers thinking about what it really means, he's nine, and his mom has taken him and david to see Titanic. a few of jonny's older teammates have already seen it. all they could talk about was seeing kate winslet's boobs, but jonny doesn't care about that. he thinks the history is cool, though, so he goes without complaint.
near the end of the movie, he watches, mesmerized, as the captain stands there at the wheel, staring at the windows where he knows the water is going to rush in and kill him, never backing down. he could have abandoned his post, run to a lifeboat, but he didn't. he stayed, facing certain death, because it was the right thing to do. the honorable thing to do.
the captain goes down with the ship.
when they give jonny the C in his second year with the blackhawks, he's more proud than he can put into words, of course he is. but he's scared, too. because this is it for him, now. the minute he accepts the C, he can't imagine giving it up. he stares at it for so long that he sees it on the back of his eyes when he closes them, burned bright into his retinas. his fingers can trace it by rote after the first week, and it becomes habit, something he does to settle his nerves before he walks out of the tunnel, every game. seabs teases him about it, but jonny just shakes his head and smiles. the letter grounds him, reminds him of his place on the team.
the dynasty years are indescribable. lifting the stanley cup 3 times, sharing it with his team, his city. this is everything that every hockey player dreams about, and he gets to live it.
what goes up must come down, though. the contracts handed out to the cup champs are anchors, now, dragging the team down. brisson brings him trade offers, and jonny just stares at him. brisson can't actually think he'd leave, can he? it doesn't get brought up again.
the team keeps losing. all of a sudden seabs is gone, then duncs. then the kids, the ones he tried so hard to teach and mentor, shipped off for picks. it's smart, pat argues, but jonny misses his friends.
the rangers offer pat a lifeboat and pat jumps ship without looking back.
"you're really staying?" he asks, already knowing the answer.
jonny's alone at the wheel now.
the captain goes down with the ship.
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present-future · 1 year
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Xenomorphed by Jesper Andersen
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