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qcomicsy · 1 year
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Phrases I bet were said on the Wayne Manor without context Part ll
Tim: You know, everytime we have to say "technically it's not murder" it doesn't sound as great as we hope it so.
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Dick, on the living room:
Duke, first time alone with him: So... Discowing, huh.
Dick: Alright-
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Alfred, very tired: I suppose I shouldn't ask about the 6'0 orange lady flying of your window this morning?
17 year old Dick Grayson: I'd really hope you not.
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Steph: I'm JUST SAYING, that IF "hypothetically" WE both showed up on patrol wearing my cape, hood down and then lifted up the hood just to show matching RedHood™ helmets behind it we could both have the joy to see penguin's henchmen pissing on their pants.
Jason putting his book down: I'm listening.
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Dick: Just- Just be nice about it, for once in your life okay?
Bruce: Hn. (lying)
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Bruce: I'd like to remind all of you that Diana has international political immunity.
Dick: The fuck you mean by that????
Bruce: No reason. Just saying. In case we all forgot.
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Alfred: We are all aware that Master Bruce isn't fond of violence *loads glock*.
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Bruce: Be nice to your brother
Jason: I'm not even nice to you.
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Jason, 10 years old talking about Dick to his school friend: Yeah, he just comes here, eat all our food, screams at Bruce for 45 minutes and goes away.
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Tim, 15 years old, also talking about Dick to his school friend: He just comes here-
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Bruce, very, very tired: So... a boat.
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Tim: Do it.
Jason, cleaning his gun: Dude what the fuck.
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Tim, 7 nights awake in a roll: Do you think if I just scream loud enough Clark will come here and put me out of my misery.
Dick as Batman, 12 nights awake in a roll: He won't.
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Dick putting Batman's suit: He couldn't at least had the DECENCY of cleaning- muffled cursing noises*
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Harley Quinn at 3 am: I'll pay you fifty bucks if you pretend you never saw me here
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Dick, 17 years old: The fuck are you doing here.
Talia, with a shitty ass grin showing the engagement ring on her finger: I live here.
Dick:
Bruce: Listen-
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skyeslittlecorner · 2 months
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Some headcanons about Mc who suddenly leaves hell without anyone knowing (no notice (?) too, i mean not saying anything about their leaving).
I imagine that the kings have separation anxiety (hohoho love some angst stuff here 😈), but kinda wonder what's gonna happen when MC returned?
I feel allowed, and even encouraged, for some yummy angst~ We will switch order a little this time. And I *may* be a *little* biased, don't mind me.
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Leviathan tries to live without you as he did before he met you, but it's not the same. When you finally show up, he wants to hang you. But what if you leave again? No. He won't allow it. From now on, you are under constant surveillance. You're not even allowed to go to the bathroom alone (no, there's no negotiation.) He's lost too much to lose you too.
Beelzebub won't even know you're gone. You would have to literally disappear from under his nose during sex, well, a date too. In such a scenario, he would be furious. You wouldn't come back because he would find you; he has a whole army of clones, a lot of time, willingness and knowledge of the whole world geography. He would even snatch you back from heaven. Afterward, when he had you in his arms, he would think it was quite a lot of fun. But don't do that again.
Mammon has already ordered mourning in Tartaros, a huge site has been built for the construction of your own mausoleum. Have you seen the Taj Mahal? This is a dollhouse in comparison to the plans for your posthumous palace. But you're back, and you're alive! Or at least you're still alive, because Mammon is hugging you so much that nothing is certain. Now that you're back, maybe you want a huge palace to live in? He will do anything you want. Just don't leave, Master. Of course, you can do whatever you want, but... he will do anything to make you *not* want to leave.
Satan
It feels... so quiet here. So alone. His beautiful country shambles in ruin, his strong people lose their heart. He, as a king, must stay strong, but with every soldier bleeding out on the pavement, every devil loosing their limbs, every child losing parents his own will crush slowly. All he wanted to do was to help them. To make their lives easier. To take their pain and bear it himself.
"...prise, Your Majesty?"
Satan lowered the bazooka from his shoulder. His gaze was as empty as the sky beneath them. All the angels disappeared in a powerful explosion.
There was a ray of hope for Gehenna, for him, or rather... have been. But Descendant of Solomon disappeared. He looked for you everywhere. Trashed half of Mammon's palace, tore down Leviathan's ropes, damn it, he even found Beelzebub wandering around the pubs and shook all the information out of him. But nobody knew anything. He almost started a war with other countries and didn't care at all. This helplessness weighed was heavy inside him like a boulder.
"Your Majesty?"
Slowly, day by day, hour after hour, he was losing his strength. His will. Not to fight, but to live. This made him become quieter and angrier. Except for Sitri, all the nobles began to move out of his way. This only fueled his spiral of madness. He didn't sleep at night. Just fight, work and drink. If he didn't keep his mind occupied, the black void would fuel his wrath, and they had had to deal with his outbursts often enough. They were so strong that sometimes the entire castle lost consciousness.
Nothing helped anyway.
He was the king, he couldn't just leave it all behind and die. Even if he wanted to.
"Satan!"
"What."
Satan. His name. Nobody but you called his name here... He looked around frantically, but they were alone. Sitri tried to wake him up, it seems. His henchman looked concerned. It's annoying. So annoying. And he didn't mean Sitri's concern, but his own ridiculous behavior. Was it so obvious that he was worried again? He gritted his teeth and turned on his heel, heading to the hospital to assess the damage.
"Listen to me, won't you? I have significant information."
"If it doesn't concern them, I don't care."
"It does."
Satan stopped in his tracks and wanted to punch him. But this time with a hint of hope.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
He did, but that wasn't the point now.
"They are waiting for you at the hospital. At least freshen up a bit before you…"
But Satan wasn't listening anymore. He ran towards the tents and tore the curtains, looking around like crazy. Only the touch of a hand on his shoulder stopped his hectic search. The voice that came poured into his emptiness, sweet and thick as honey. A familiar, beloved voice.
"It's okay, I'm back. I missed you too."
He couldn't answer, physically he just wasn't able to do it. There was a lump stuck in his throat. Stiff as a rock, he didn't want to turn around. What if this is a dream? A sweet delusion? But someone hugged him from behind, and hugged him tightly. Illusion couldn't do it.
He turned and hugged you, sliding to his knees. Kisses, caresses, love, he wanted to give you everything so that you wouldn't disappear. He needed you. His eyes were dry, but he felt like he was going to melt himself.
"Never do that again." Hoarse voice sounded like a threat, but both of you knew that it was out of love. "Never. Leave. Me. Again."
"I'm sorry." Your heart broke seeing him on his knees. "I won't."
"Promise."
You crouched down and grabbed his chin to finally look into his red eyes. For the first time since you left, hope sparked in them.
"I promise that I will never leave you, and if I do, I will always come back to you."
From now on, he won't let you out of his sight even for a moment. Not after you made him a promise that finally ignited his will to live.
PS. Try to disappear from him for a second, and he will shove Zagan's talisman up your ass.
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the-fatal-impact · 9 months
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Constantly brooding elf with tragic past and disfigurement caused by it gotta be my favourite genre (+ addtional points for white hair or/and radical views).
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“There is no real going back. Though I may come to the Shire, it will not seem the same; for I shall not be the same. I am wounded with knife, sting, and tooth, and a long burden. Where shall I find rest?”
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hooked-on-elvis · 12 days
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Elvis as Doctor John Carpenter in (and during making of) Change of Habit (1969)
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The above picture, EP is at the gates of his home at 1174 Hillcrest Road, CA, on late March 1969, period in which Change of Habit was in production (March and April '69). The movie was released in the United States on November 10, 1969.
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Elvis as John Carpenter, M.D. (1969)
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I've read so many fanfictions that I'm starting to convince myself that Neil is actually alive and well and that Dps had a good ending
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ohgaylor · 1 year
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What Can I Do, Reneé Rap // dress, Taylor Swift // Sleepover, Hayley Kiyoko (all lyric connections)
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littlematchagirlll · 1 year
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i'm a woman, but gosh there are so many men i want to be. i feel a longing in my soul to be like benoit blanc, blackbeard, colin firth's mr. darcy, flynn rider, daniel craig, taika waititi, shane madej... the list goes on. i see these men and can't help but yearn to be that lmao
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htwings · 3 months
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i might be obsessed with sukuna.
don’t mind me.
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theshalesky · 19 days
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wanted to write today but i keep getting booped :/
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echoesofadream · 1 month
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allergies are killing me
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newjeanstoo · 30 days
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You have no room for light, love is lost on you
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rikodabirb · 2 months
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Emma
No context tbh, ig she was at a fancy party but got bored so went outside to get some fresh air
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Started as a sketch to try out some white streaks in her hair. Then I found some cute outfits on pinterest and things escalated lol
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itsmelb · 6 months
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It's time for our weekly GunCher rewatch because Only friends makes me sad every time 🫣🥲
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fulcrumstardust · 5 months
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when a random irl event aligns to support your fictional worldbuilding?? the flavor. I will take that as a sign and go thanks
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call-me-maggie13 · 1 year
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When Reneé Rapp said “cause I’d kill myself trying, I’m not scared of dying” and “I’m too scared to delete all our videos cause it’s real once everyone knows” and “falling in love, no, it ain’t for the weak so don’t try this at home” and “cause maybe there I’d like myself work on my mental health” and “who am I kidding I’m addicted to the chip on my shoulder” and “I’d choose the devil I know over the heaven I don’t” and “when I was young, my problems were her problems were her problems now I don’t wanna cause trouble at all” and “don’t tell my mom I’m falling apart, she hurts when I hurt, my scars are her scars” and “at least in her mind, her daughter is fine” and “she’s dealt with this for years, I got it this time” and “I just want to say it, but I’m scared if I do, you weren’t looking at me the way I look at you” and “I’d rather keep on lying than to tell you the truth” and “I’d rather be angry than crushed” and “I get so sick of myself, can’t stop overthinking” and “I don’t forget too well” and “this shit’s persistent” and “‘cause you split my world in two, now I’m half the one you knew” and “but we’re looking at the same moon” and “how can I be dead to you when we’re looking at the same moon?” and “I’m just talking with your ghosts and dancing with your demons” and “all the stars make me feel alive” and
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