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Dae usually doesn't say or do anything when someone's bothering them ONLY bc he knows when Carmen can handle the situation on her own. She doesn't like feeling reliant on anyone n he doesn't want to accidentally demean her in a situation she can handle
The only times when Dae will do something is if she asks him to step in or if he feels like something bad will happen if he doesn't
#This was just gonna be a little sketch but I ended up fully coloring it lol#Jeremy's a weird friend in Carmen's friend group that's been obsessed w her for years so dw she's allowed to yell at him#oc#oc stuff#ocs#my art#my oc art#procreate#witch oc#demon oc#oc ship#darmen#daemon x carmen#carmen x daemon#cxd#dxc#flipside
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Taariikh Nololeedkii Generaal Goobaale
Allahaa u naxariistee Generaal Maxamed Rooble Jimcaale Goobaale waxaa uu ku dhashay degmada Xarardheere ee gobalka Mudug Sanadkii 1956kii, hooyadii waxaa lagu magacaabi jirey muumino maxamed, Xarardheere ayuuna ka galay dugsiga qur’aanka Kariimka kuna dhameeyey. Sida aan kasoo xiganay mareegta SNA RADIO wuxuu dugsiga hoose iyo dhexe ku qaatay gobolka mudug ka dibna wuxuu usoo wareegay gobolka…

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The rustling of freshly fallen leaves made her footsteps known. But she didn't even bother to cover them. Long, sharp fingernails pierced a bag of Halloween candy with caramel and pumpkin filling.
" Well, well. . . long time no see, Danny. "
Emerald-green irises flickered with something baleful but also playful. Elegant, inked legs circled the killer and the victim already bleeding its life across the freshly cut grass.
" Thought I would see The boogeyman, it is his time of time year, no? But I guess, a ghost will do for now. "
Provoking voice pushed every button no sane mind would, watching the blade she sould fear with amusement and admiration.
" Not the one that I gave you. Don't tell me you threw it away? Or tried to leave it in a corpse with my finger prints to frame me? You were always theatrical when it came to showing your mood. "
Placing the pumpkin she carried in another hand on a stone fence, Clare stared at the two black pits of the mask's eyes.
" Not your best work, maybe you should stick to carving pumpkin's and leave the stabbing to Myers. "
( HAHAHHAHAHA I AM SO . . . SO SO SO SORRY. THE WAY THIS B*TCH JUST WALKS BACK INTO HIS LIFE AND STARTS ANTAGONIZING HIM OUT OF THE BLUE. HAHAHHA I CAN'T. IDK I went with some kind of a ex's little reunion, or better said, them being them, having a rough fall down but god forbid leaving one another alone even when they are totally pissed at one another )
A trail of red paints the grass all the way from the back door of the lonely, dull grey suburban home. He was getting ready for the best part, taking pictures and leaving his mark, until he heard foot steps.
The hair on the back of his neck rises, hand clenched tight around his knife as he gets ready to strike....until he hears her. Clare.
He turns to watch her as she circles around him, eyes darting from her red lips to her exposed legs and back up to her gem stone green eyes. Of course she was here to mock and push his buttons.
"Hello to you too, Dollface." He sighs and pulls off his mask, tucking it under his belt straps. His eyes are red and sleep deprived.
"Oh you know me so well, you should know I don't use your knife when we're... arguing, it throws off my game." He smirks and steps closer to her. "Looks like you wanna prolong it with this Myers talk, you know how I feel about it." The words come out like a growl.
"I'm busy, so why are you out here following me, hm? Miss me already? I thought I was an 'egotistical, heartless monster' and that you 'never wanted to see me again' what happened to that?"
He knows, he always knows, and they both do. They were bound to one another, call it a red string of fate or something like persistence. They always found each other again.
(oh they 100% had some petty fight lmaoo gods 😂)
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“You’re just a lap dog.” Guess who? >:D
Kagami narrows his eyes at the person who is keeping themselves hidden from his view ."Jealous that I am not your lap dog? Is that it?
#Anonymous#✧.*Unrip the flesh and let the damage grow‒ Like a blade in the chestbone✧.*▓ Kagami talks#CXD#IM LIKE#trying to FIGURE IT OUT#BUT#I CANT
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disgusting, vile creature

me and my bro abt to give ur pokemon the tender loving care it deserves to purge it of its locked heart (we are also going to beat the shit outta u)





plus some mons :3
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First of all, I really enjoy your content, as a HL fan it's really nice to enjoy the Fandom with others.
Secondly, you should check out cxd edits on YouTube because there are so many good Homelander edits.
Now for my question, what is the most fitting demise for Homelander in season 5? Unfortunately, all good things come to an end and Homelander will most likely be killed off in season 5. It is cliché for the villain to meet their end after all.
There are two endings that I'd like to see as a HL fan.
Quite a lot of people seem to think that Ryan will play a part in his dad's death. If this does end up happening, I'd like to see it in a way where HL sacrifices his own life for Ryan, or he accepts his fate if Ryan chooses to retaliate and fight his dad. It would be a redeeming end for HL because as we see throughout the show, HL experienced a genuine loving bond towards his son. The shining light in his world of darkness so to speak. I think this would be a nice ending for him.
Soldier Boy nukes the compound V out of his blood and he no longer has his powers. He becomes a boring, weak, useless human. He's no longer the most powerful man in the world. He goes into hiding (I think he looks very handsome in his blue coat, red t-shirt and hat) Ryan is the only person that knows he's still alive and they keep in contact. He then eventually meets a fan off Tumblr, which is great for him because he still has someone to stroke his ego, they have two children together and live happily ever after. The end.
Okay the second one won't happen but it'd be pretty cool imo 😂
What do you think will happen to Homelander in Season 5?
thank you so much! and yes i will absolutely check out those edits. now, onto the meat of your ask...
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGH. 😩
Kripke has stated very plainly that he can't see a world in which the series ends without Homelander dying, so it's fair to assume that yes, we will see HL meet his end in s5. i say, shaking with barely contained agony.
we've already had a lot of foreshadowing that Ryan will ultimately put Homelander down. season 4 especially bashed us over the head with it. i do think it's going to be a choice that he'll have to make, and god i just... i hope it's handled well. i hope beyond measure that there will be at least a little respect and empathy in his death, however "deserved" people think it is.
making Homelander synonymous with Vought when he started purely as their victim is a really good allegory for the cycle of abuse, and how people can often become their abusers. however, i really don't wanna see that used as a cop-out to completely erase his victimhood. killing Homelander isn't the solution! Vought needs to fall, and THAT is the choice that i hope Ryan will make. destroying Vought once and for all and breaking the cycle.
because without Vought, what does Homelander really have? it's currently representative of all of his power and influence. i don't really believe Homelander will ever go nuclear the way he teased in s3. if he wanted to destroy or rule the world, he would have done it by now. but he doesn't enjoy running Vought. he would hate running the world. he's just clinging to what he knows.
in turning on his father and destroying Vought, Ryan will effectively kill him. the grief may be so intense that Homelander lashes out, forcing Ryan's hand in ending him.
i mean. i would love it if what we see is the death of Homelander as a symbol. completely exposed and left in public ruin. leave him sobbing in the ashes of all he failed to accomplish, just like we saw him weeping in front of that TV. he would feel like the torment of his childhood, all the abuse he suffered... all of it was for nothing because in the end he still lost. he's not the hero he was promised he would be... but his son is, and maybe that's something worth living for? maybe that could be enough.
i know that won't be the case, but a girl can dream. 😭 imo there's no "fitting" demise because his death doesn't actually solve anything by itself. death isn't justice. it doesn't put a stop to the system that made him. i can be okay with Homelander dying if that isn't the sole win condition of the series. i need closure!!!
anyways i love your second option and i would like to volunteer as tribute to write it for them!!!! 😂
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Fandom Problem #7898:
"AxB (non canon m/m) shippers only ship CxD (w/m canon in original media) because the reboot made BxC canon so they need to keep C away from B to make their slash ship come true, the fact that they don't create a lot of CxD content is proof, and CxD is a lame ship anyway because it was badly written and a last minute thing."
Let me start by saying that even if there was truth to this I think liking a ship because it doesn't sink your opt is fairly low on the list of fandom problems. However, the general premise is so flawed?? AxB shippers can simply make content they love without involving CxD, because who can stop them? If they include CxD it's because they like it. Maybe they liked them in the original media and wanted to explore more of it while also keeping the focus on their otp which, hey, it's their right. Maybe they also thought the writing for it was bad and they wanted to make their own?
Also, I cannot stress it enough, you don't have to create or share things on your platforms to ship something. You don't get a gold star for good shipping etiquette if you create content, you only get the love and appreciation of other fans. Shipping a ship can also be making a headcanon or daydreaming about them once in a while without telling anyone. It can be going quietly about your rewatch and smiling at their interactions. It can be wanting to see more of them in eventual prequels or spin offs.
Y'all. You are allowed to have side pairings.
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NYX IS PREGNANT WITH MY CHOOOOOLD LOL SHE CHEATED LOLOLOLOLOL CXD RAWR UWU OWO !!!! SKIDFIBI SIGMA RIOZZ OHIO BABY GRTOIOOONK
Vox, do you remember what I said about raising your child as if it was my own entirely to piss you off even more?
You're never seeing that kid.
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Colored sketch of that one twt meme from last year lol

Dis one
#oc#oc stuff#ocs#my art#my oc art#procreate#witch oc#demon oc#oc ship#oc meme#Carmen#Daemon#carmen x daemon#darmen#cxd#daemon x carmen#dxc#flipside
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Taariikhda Maxamed Cabdulle Xalane
Maxamed Cabdulle Xalane waa halyey ka tirsanaa ciidanka xoogga dalka kuna shahiiday dagaalkii itoobiya ay kusoo qaaday dalka sanadkii 1964, qoraaladu waxa ay isku khilaafeen waqtigii uu dhashay iyo waqtigii uu ciidamada ku biiray, waxaa la isku raacsanyahay in uu ku dhashay magaalada ceel buur laakin waqtiga uu dhashay la iskuma raacsana qoraalada qaar ayaa leh wuxuu dhashay 1939kii wuxuuna…

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Danny smiles at her words. She was smart, and broken. Just like him. It made his chest feel tight rather than happy to find someone like minded. Being trapped in his thoughts was hell and all he could wonder was if hers were too.
"You look like a popsicle. But I get it, I wouldn't trust a killer either, I don't, I always stab them in the back when they offer me something. It's dog eat dog out here. Unfortunately though you'll just have to deal with it."
He grabs the scarf and wraps it around her again before picking up her frozen body to carry her back to the cabin. Perhaps this was just his selfish way of making himself feel better about killing her, he wasn't sure, but he needed to get this aching feeling off his chest. "Don't squirm." He chides her as she fights to free herself from his grip.
The cabin was warm, small, but warm and cozy and smelt like burning wood and whiskey. "I'm leaving, but the shower is that way and there's food in the fridge but you'll have to cook it yourself." He paused as he grabbed his mask and another coat. "Knives are in this dresser" he taps the side of the wooden wardrobe, figuring that she'd feel safer with a weapon. "And don't fucking trash the place, okay?" He had already grabbed a few of his cameras and his pictures he cared for and shoved them in the bag he was taking. A day or two with the Legion would be annoying but he'd have to deal with it.
"I dont know why...but something didn't feel right when I killed you...so, well...yeah." Gods forbid he apologized, but this would have to do for now. He shuts the cabin door behind him as he steps back outside, forgetting the pictures he had of her in his bed-side dresser.

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Finally, she was quiet, after uttering her last words Danny could finally say he killed her…but he didn’t feel anything. No excitement, no happiness, no contempt. He felt wrong. A whispering in the back of his head followed him to his cabin, to his bed and to his dreams.
What did he do? What he always does, so why was this different? ‘ɎØɄ ₵₳ⱤɆ ₣ØⱤ ⱧɆⱤ’ the voice got louder as he woke up, breathing hard as he looks through the window at the fake night sky. Scratch marks, red trails showing him where she had just once been. ‘5 days’ Why was he so adamant? Quickly Danny pulls on his beanie, regular snow coat, gloves and boots and heads out to follow her trail.
'ɎØɄ ₵₳ⱤɆ ₣ØⱤ ⱧɆⱤ’ the voice comes again like it’s right behind him. Maybe this wasn’t her punishment, maybe it was his and the Entity knew it. ’Daniel, you’ll never love someone, you’re incapable, just like your useless father!’ He shakes the memory away. Why was he thinking of his mother now? He knows why, because just like with his mothers corpse he couldn’t take a picture of Clare’s either. It just didn’t feel right.
As Danny pushes past the now dense trees he sees her on the ground, shivering and surrounded by sticks. He huffs, disappointed in her and himself. “I thought you would be more tenacious. Come on, get up.” He didn’t have his mask on but what was the point, she had already seen him and he wasn’t here to do any kind of intimidating. His mind was waging war on himself and he had no means to fight it. He reaches for her and drags her to her feet before wrapping his scarf around her. “Say anything about this and I’ll-” ’stab you…no’ he thinks. “…Cut you.”
She was a person of unwavering concentration. Once Clare sets her mind on something, not even the force that created the world can stop her. But once in a while, that force was suppressed by the mortal body to which that wild spirit was bound. Regardless of the fact that her limbs almost died, her sharp mind created plan after plan, connecting the dots, creating possibilities for revenge. She came up with an amazingly good plan even, considering the minimal options. A beacon of possibility was that shack the cursed man called home. But it will take time to get inside and get out of his sight first. In a short, open window of opportunity, climb up to the smokestack, warm up the frozen limbs, and seek the shelter behind bricks and black smoke… until he goes out hunting.
The only thing she needed was him to move away from the hut, and then she could enter. Arm herself to the teeth with everything she can lay her hands on, and then pounce on him with the force of an army whose ranks see no end. Yes, that might just work, all she needed was for the wind to settle down just a bit more, and force this useless sack of meat her soul is bound to to move despite the freezing winter attacking it. Then she heard movement. Sound was covered with the shrieking of the storm, and the shape under the curtain of flurry of snowflakes. Her eyes widened in horror and anger that boiled over in a second. She tried to jump to her feet, but her body didn’t listen. Words he chose only flared the already raging fire of loathing. Mouth tried to speak but lips were glued shut by the cold. When he pulled her, the woman forcefully made the lips to part, skin breaking when the frozen skin separated.
Blood painted the pair of now blue lips. “ Don’t worry, I was just about to burn your house down along with you in it. “ voice hoarse, low, barely hearable, but she answered. She would be damned if she didn’t. Then the unthinkable happened, and the eyes finally managed to correct the blurry image in front of them, seeing an actual face not a mask. The face that hypnotized her for so many nights, captured in a one faded photo. For a split second, she was lost in the memory where that face brought blissful wondering, daydreaming, hidden fantasies that were a perfect and much needed escape from reality. This reality. Where he is a slaughterer and she just another victim. Reality where she will grew to despise him, just like now. The soft wool around the frozen skin felt like heaven but that was the problem. It didn’t fit, nor did his words. What was wrong with him? He was insane, that was what was wrong with him. And the first explanation she could muster was the luring of a fool to fall for a nice gesture.
Damn, the ways they tortured them were really disturbing. Killing then luring them in. Clare’s stiff skeleton was ordered to move instantly, as she pulled the scarf away from herself, throwing it at him. “ And I thought you were smarter than to think I would fall for this. “ She tried to stumble away from his grip but unfortunately the weakened body made it quite clear that if she was to pull this sudden movements, the balance on her own was impossible. And that same balance was provided by his hold. “ I know they fall for this, all of them. “ Clare glared at the given scarf again then back at him. “ Handouts of fake affection, a quick second of the brain hoping there is safety, kindness. . . something you all use. “ Small line of blood coming from her broken skin on the lips traveled down her chin, as she leaned. “ But I know that same ‘ kindness ‘ is the most gruesome trap of all, there is no such thing as kindness. “ a shadow crossed her face, something personal, deep and torturing. The memory of her whole life being just a hurricane of disaster and broken trust. “ I know better than that, Ghost face. So if you came here to torture, blade is your only option. But there is one good thing about being killed here… I’ll just keep popping back up after I drop dead. “
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I was on cdrama reddit looking for something and came across this review of HK arc, Yifan’s trauma and SY’s character arc. And I really liked the entire pov bec it does make sense even with my issue of the HK resolution wrt Yifan’s acknowledgement/apology etc (tho the review doesn’t address that much from WYF pov and the issue still stands no matter how much we can try to make sense of it - it’s just one of those things they missed out on). The only thing I disagree a bit with is the point about SY getting mad and how it’d affect her bec I think if they had a proper conversation about that, it would’ve been so good esp with the parallel of her getting angry at him after CXD fight - it comes from a place of love, concern and responsibility.
Also I said this earlier in a different post but I think the reason why tff didn’t focus much on SY’s life outside of WYF is bec HL kinda covered it from that aspect since the storylines are kinda parallel to each other. I still think it would’ve been nice and more fleshed out if they had included more Sang siblings scenes or Jiaxu-SY friendship and build that within SY-WYF’s storyline but it is what it is. But the post-HK episodes esp the last four and the proposal video kind of made me realise that it’s SY who has more people and relationships and how that basically says that he has a life outside of WYF - it’s just mostly in the background so the audience doesn’t see it.
#this show got me by my neck#I love reading diff analysis about it so much#it’s so interesting how each person has a diff pov#a pity we didn’t see more of SY tho#the first frost
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Tech Lives theories I’m having fun chewing on:
1. Tech is CX-2, straight up, and the impalement/electrocution combo helped, actually. Because Star Wars would.
2. Variation of Tech is CX-2 and the partially successful m-count transfer; he survives getting impaled because he’s too stubborn to die.
3. Variation of 1 and 2 in which Hemlock also did something to the CXs to make them almost impossible to kill permanently.
4. Operator Theory. (Basically, Tech is the partially successful m-count transfer, then Hemlock either CXd Tech or did something else to him to make him forget who he is, but instead of sending him around into the field and losing that one partially successful transfer, he hooks Tech up and uses him to pilot other CXs around. In this theory, CX-2 is still Tech—Tech is just also physically somewhere else operating/doing/experiencing/feeling everything through a second remote body while the clone whose body that is is basically asleep or overrun. The Worst Batch CXs are also piloted by Tech in this theory; their lack of personality (and CX-2’s personality being so much more subdued in the finale) stems from Tech suddenly having to “drive” five people around at once.)
5. A variation of Operator Theory where the clone whose body was CX-2’s actually did die when he got crushed by boulders, but Tech kept operating in there around until “he” got impaled.
6. A variation of Operator Theory where CX-2 is literally Tech and also the operator for all the other CXs; also the impalement still helped, actually.
7. Shell Game CX-2 Theory
8. Tech is still on Eriadu trying to make it off world and not having much luck. (I don’t know how to explain the CX stuff with this one.)
#the bad batch#tech lives#I’m partial to operator theory for a few reasons#but I also love ‘he’s just CX-2 and impalement helped’
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