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doctorobinavitch · 2 years ago
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♡ ULTIMATE SHIPS MEME ♡: Heartwarming Scenes [2/5] ↳ Tyrone Johnson & Tandy Bowen, Cloak and Dagger 2.07 ( 2018 - 2019 )
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bellamysgriffin · 2 years ago
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ULTIMATE SHIPS CHALLENGE - “We Could Have Had It All” Ships [4/5] ↳ I’d rather fight one hundred times with you than one time without you. (insp)
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the-wanderer · 1 year ago
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Watching #SpiderVerse and just realised why I love Gwen & Miles together so much; because it reminds me of Ty and Tandy #MarvelsCloakAndDagger
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firstelevens · 1 month ago
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3 + ty/tandy 👀
3. touching foreheads
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Ty and Tandy have barely been back in New Orleans for a few hours when it happens. Ty is on his way back from visiting with his dad—he hadn’t mentioned to his mom that he’d be in town, and he’s still not sure he wants to tell her—and he’s just crossed the street when the woman in front of him up and disappears.
He blinks, sure that he’s seeing things, but she’s gone, just a cloud of dust left in her wake. Up ahead, he sees it happen again, and down the street a turning car careens into a curb like no one is steering. He whirls around, looking behind him, and sees little puffs of dust everywhere.
There’s a scream, too, from the road he just crossed: traffic is stopped at a light but a bus barrels through the intersection where a stroller sits abandoned.
He doesn’t know what’s happening, but he doesn’t have time to think: just cloaks to the intersection, grabs the stroller, and cloaks to the other side of the street. He forgets to flip up his hoodie, but things are chaotic enough that no one acknowledges him.
As the baby in the stroller starts to cry, Ty whips his head towards the screech of tires that carries down the block, the bus still speeding down the street, but…slower, somehow?
It’s not until they pass through a shadow that the bright white light catches Ty’s eye, and he realizes that he knows exactly how the bus is being slowed down. He looks from the baby to the bus and back, trying to calculate how everyone comes out of this safe, and he can feel his throat closing up as time runs out.
When the hand lands on his arm, he startles, the ringing in his ears fading out when he hears his name repeated firmly. Ty blinks, shaking his head, and sees Melissa Bowen in front of him. Vaguely, some part of him remembers that she and Tandy were having coffee nearby.
She doesn’t wait for an explanation or ask any questions, just puts her hands on the stroller and points at the bus. “I’ve got this. Go.”
Ty is cloaking away the second she speaks, landing beside Tandy and trying not to flinch at the bus bearing down on them by the second. Strong as her forcefield is, Tandy is being pushed back even as she slows the bus down, and they’ve done this enough that Ty knows she can’t hold it off forever. Eventually, it’ll roll to a stop, but who knows how much damage it’ll do before then?
“Tires!” calls Tyrone, as he slips his hand into Tandy’s, interlacing their fingers. “Slash the tires!”
As their hands link, the color of the forcefield shifts, crisp shimmering white to a wispy-edged, shadowy black. With her free hand, Tandy summons a light dagger. “You’re sure about this?”
“You’re the scientist,” says Ty, “but I know enough to know that a car with a flat isn’t going anywhere fast.”
The first dagger flies out of Tandy’s hand quick, clipping the tire but also part of the bus’s housing. The second and third land more soundly, and though Ty still has to plant his feet to hold the bus back, it’s slowing down now. Tandy looses a fourth and a fifth, both hitting their marks, and this time the bus comes to a complete stop.
Ty sighs in relief, his heart hammering in his chest, but of course that’s not the end of it. A quiet gasp from Tandy makes him snap his head over to her, and she points at what’s puddling beside the bus’s slashed tire.
“Is that…?”
“Gas,” says Ty. They look at each other for a moment, and their year-long vigilante road trip has left them in sync enough that Ty doesn’t need to say anything beyond, “I go left and you go right?”
Tandy is already rounding to the right side of the bus, carving an opening in the side as Ty cloaks into the bus, herding people out as fast as he can. There’s an elderly woman who he cloaks to the safe side of the street, and then he pops back in to do the same for a man with three small children. Tandy is helping down whoever she can, but Ty can hear pops and crackles that he thinks might be an electrical failure, and that pool of gasoline is big enough that one single spark could send the whole bus up.
There’s a handful of people left, and moving them one by one just isn’t an option. Instead, Ty turns to them and holds out his hands, reminding himself that he’s done this a dozen times before, saved his own city and a few others to spare, and these people are under his protection even if they don’t know it.
“I’m gonna get y’all out of here,” he says. “But we have to move fast, so I need you to take each other’s hands and hold onto me if you can.”
The man sitting by the window starts to argue, but Ty holds up a hand.
“Sir, I will argue about it with you once you’re safe on the street, I promise, but right now, we need to go.”
The lady beside window man elbows him hard, which, in combination with Ty’s words, seems to stir him to action: he grabs onto Ty’s forearm and takes the hand of the lady who elbowed him.
Ty does a quick scan of the group clustered around him. “Is that everyone?”
The murmured yeses are all he needs: he summons as much of his power as he can spare, brings to mind the empty stretch of sidewalk half a block down, and feels the tendrils of his power curl out and envelop them all. A moment later, he feels the sun bearing down on them, the ground solid under their feet.
He staggers a little bit as he shakes his head to clear it, just in time to hear one of the people from the bus point and ask, “What’s she going back in for?”
Wide-eyed, Ty turns towards the bus again to see Tandy climbing in, and he swears under his breath, then apologizes to the elderly lady beside him. She waves it off, and Ty doesn’t wait to hear more before he’s reaching out for his power again. He can taste blood at the back of his tongue now, can feel the threads of the Dark Dimension pulling on him, but Tandy looks worse off, and that bus is going up any second now.
He stumbles when he reappears on the bus, and Tandy is inexplicably on her hands and knees. When she turns to look at him, she’s squinting in confusion. “What’re you doing here?”
“Me?” asks Ty. “Tandy, what are you doing here?”
But she doesn’t answer him, reaching out for something under a seat and surfacing with a triumphant, “Aha!”
Clutched in her hands is a blue teddy bear. 
“Tandy,” says Ty. “Tell me you didn’t come on this bus to rescue a teddy bear.”
“I didn’t,” says Tandy, and he doesn’t like the way her words slur a little, or the slow way she blinks up at him, or the buzzing and popping that sounds from near the driver’s seat. “Or, I did, but it was for a little girl. She needed him.”
Something in Ty’s heart squeezes and he sighs. “Okay, you got her bear, right? We can go?”
Tandy shakes her head. “Just a minute,” she says. “I’m dizzy. If you cloak with me I’ll puke.”
He huffs and drops to his knees in front of her, putting his arms around her and summoning the last bit of power he has in him. “I’ll take my chances.”
Ty squeezes his eyes shut as he hears the roar of fire kick up, holding Tandy tight and calling to mind the park where they were supposed to meet, already bargaining with whoever he needs to to get them there. He’ll dig as deep as he has to, go into debt with Legba and Samedi if that’s what it takes.
He doesn’t open his eyes even when he feels cool grass under them, holding his breath until he hears her voice. He can feel her in his arms, knows exactly what it is to hold Tandy after an entire year of them running around to save the world together, but his heart is pounding so loudly that he can’t tell what’s real and what isn’t, can’t tell if the sensation is right now or any of the hundred times they’ve saved each other before this.
“Ty?” Tandy finally says, after seconds or years. Her hand comes up to the side of his face, tentative but warm. “You with me?”
He blows out a quiet breath, letting his forehead drop to rest against hers as he opens his eyes. “Yeah,” he rasps. “Yeah, I’m with you.”
“Okay,” she whispers, and he feels the breath of it against his mouth. He files that away to think about when the world maybe didn’t just end. “Okay, good.”
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rowinablx · 1 year ago
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Light and Dark need each other to survive
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nekoannie-chan · 1 year ago
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Stuffed animals
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Title: “Stuffed animals”
Ship: The divine pairing (Love).
Word count: 532 words.
Rating: Teen.
Square: I1 “Favorite stuffed animal”.
Summary: Tandy and Tyrone talk about childhood memories.
Warnings/Tags: Stuffed animals, fluff.
A/N: This is my entry to @marvelrarepairbingo​  @marvelrarepairs MarvelRarePair Bingo Round 2 2023. Annie MRP-066.
You can read it on Wattpad and Ao3 too.
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Tandy Bowen and Tyrone Jones stood on the roof of an abandoned building, gazing at the city skyline illuminated by the night lights. The moon was shining brightly, and as they felt ready to face whatever threat was lurking in the city, they decided to share a special moment from their childhood together.
Tandy looked at Tyrone with a mischievous smile. "You know, sometimes we forget that we were kids once too. Even though we've been through a lot, there was always something that gave us comfort," she said.
"What do you mean, Tandy?" Tyrone nodded in inquiry.
She stood up and walked over to a box she had brought with her. Carefully, she opened it, revealing two worn and beloved stuffed animals that had been kept secret for years. One was a white-stuffed bunny rabbit with big eyes and floppy ears. The other was a brown teddy bear, looking cuddly and scruffy. Tandy took the bunny into her hands.
"This has been my favorite stuffed animal for as long as I can remember. It always made me feel safe when things got tough at home, especially after Dad." The nostalgia in her voice was evident.
"And this is my lifelong companion. When I was alone, it reminded me that there was always someone who loved me, even if I couldn't see him at the time." Tyrone looked tenderly at the teddy bear his older brother had given him.
They both looked at each other with complicity, sharing a special connection that only they understood. They knew that despite their difficult past and having become superheroes in the most unexpected way, these stuffed animals represented a safe place and a refuge in the darkest moments of their childhood.
Tandy extended the bunny to Tyrone.
"Ty, meet my stuffed friend, Bunny. Although I no longer need him to feel safe, he still has a special place in my heart."
Tyrone took the bunny gently and showed the teddy bear to Tandy.
"This is Teddy, my best furry friend. He always reminded me that there were good things in this world, even when everything seemed to be against me and when my brother was no longer with me.
They both smiled as they hugged their stuffed animals affectionately. It was a simple gesture, but it meant a lot to them. Those worn objects bore witness to their friendship and growth over the years.
"Tandy, you know what? I'm grateful to have met you and to have you share moments like these with me," Tyrone confessed with sincerity.
"Me too, Tyrone. You're one of the few people I can really trust," she replied with a big smile on her face.
They stayed on the roof, enjoying each other's company and sharing stories of their childhood while holding their beloved stuffed animals. In the midst of all that had happened to them, they found a moment to remember where they came from and how far they had come together.
From that night forward, Tandy and Tyrone held Bunny and Teddy in a special place as reminders that no matter how dark the night, there would always be light in their lives and hope in their hearts.
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typewriteringalaxy · 2 years ago
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touch as a form of diversion | M | 1/1
diversion: a feint that draws attention from the point of principal operation. an activity that diverts the mind from tedious or serious concerns. the act of causing something or someone to turn in a different direction.
Tandy's promise to attend her mother's second wedding is too heavy to fulfill, until a tête-à-tête with Tyrone.
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sparkygurly227 · 1 year ago
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Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: Cloak & Dagger (TV 2018) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tandy Bowen/Tyrone Johnson Characters: Tandy Bowen, Tyrone Johnson (Marvel) Additional Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Tandy has trauma from the Viking Motel, 100 ways to say i love you Series: Part 39 of SparkyGurl's Multifandom 100 ways to say I Love You Summary:
Multifandom 100 ways to say I love you
#39 - Tyrone x Tandy - Don't Cry
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lotusfaebell · 3 months ago
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⊱ Marvel Rivals | Costumes | Highlights | 1/? ⊰
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celadons-penultimate · 4 months ago
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I've gone too long w/o mentioning how much I like Cloak & Dagger, so your reminder:
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Tyrone Johnson (Cloak) & Tandy Bowen (Dagger) are an awesome superhero dynamic duo, underrated in so many ways.
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Their dynamic is so straightforward, but so clever. By virtue of their power sets, they're suited to big-scale stories or more street-level adventures; regular superheroics, or a lean into the supernatural (be it fantasy and/or horror).
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Just overall, they should show up more often in the pages Marvel Comics (on various superhero teams together, as well as featuring the pair in their own title), their TV show was great & I'd love to see them properly join the MCU! :)
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metalichotchoco · 2 months ago
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We complete each other, a perfect loop
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moontheoretist · 10 months ago
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So many cameos today! (Why human-like Apocalypse is so HOT?!) Also Tony at last looks like a metal bucket I remember him as xD
Silver Samurai (Kenuichio Harada) Captain America (Steve Rogers) Iron Man (Tony Stark) Daredevil (Matt Murdock) Dr Strange (Stephen Strange) Black Panther (T'Chaka) Dora Milaje Clock (Tyrone Johnson) Dagger (Tandy Bowen)
Winter Guard Team:
Darkstar (Laynia Petrovna)
Crimson Dynamo (Valentin Shatalov)
Omega Red (Arkady Rossovich)
Alpha Flight Team:
Aurora (Jeanne-Marie Beaubier)
Northstar (Jean-Paul Beaubier)
Puck (Eugene Judd)
Cipher (Alisa Tager) Psylocke (Elizabeth Braddock) Scarlet Witch (Wanda Maximoff) Quicksilver (Pietro Maximoff) Polaris (Lorna Dane) Peter Parker (Spiderman) Mary Jane Watson
On the photos:
Colossus (Piotr Rasputin)
Dust (Sooraya Qadir)
Archangel (Warren Worthington III)
Magik (Illyana Rasputin)
Iceman (Bobby Drake)
Havok (Alexander Summers)
Exodus (Bennet du Paris)
Shadowcat (Kitty Pryde)
Emma Frost
Mother Askani (Rachel Summers) Apocalypse (En Sabah Nur)
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the-wanderer · 26 days ago
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marvelsgirl616 · 1 year ago
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The way they look at each other 🥹😭❤️
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terapsina · 1 year ago
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Who is your favorite of the ships containing that - "Existential Opposites" ...attract - energy?
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nekoannie-chan · 1 year ago
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Animales de peluche
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Título: “Animales de peluche”
Pareja: La pareja divina (Amor).
Palabras: 537 palabras.
Rating: B.
Cuadro: I1 “Peluche favorito”.
Sinopsis: Tandy y Tyrone hablan de recuerdos de su infancia.
Advertencias: Animales de peluche, fluff.
N/A:  Esta es mi entrada para el bingo de Marvel Rare Pair Round 2 2023. Annie MRP-066.
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Tandy Bowen y Tyrone Jones, se encontraban en el tejado de un edificio abandonado, mirando el horizonte de la ciudad iluminada por las luces de la noche. La luna brillaba en todo su esplendor, y mientras se sentían listos para enfrentar cualquier amenaza que acechara la ciudad, decidieron compartir un momento especial de su infancia juntos.
Tandy miró a Tyrone con una sonrisa pícara. —Sabes, a veces olvidamos que también fuimos niños una vez. Aunque hemos pasado por muchas cosas, siempre hubo algo que nos daba consuelo— dijo.
—¿A qué te refieres, Tandy?—Tyrone asintió preguntando.
Ella se puso de pie y se acercó a una caja que había traído consigo. Con cuidado, la abrió, revelando dos peluches desgastados y queridos que habían estado guardados en secreto durante años. Uno era un conejito blanco de peluche, con ojos grandes y orejas caídas. El otro era un osito de peluche de color marrón, con un aspecto adorable y desaliñado. Tandy tomó el conejito en sus manos
—Este es mi peluche favorito desde que tengo memoria. Siempre me hacía sentir segura cuando las cosas se ponían difíciles en casa, especialmente después de que papá… —la nostalgia en su voz era evidente.
—Y este es mi compañero de toda la vida. Cuando estaba solo, me recordaba que siempre había alguien que me quería, incluso si no podía verlo en ese momento — Tyrone miró con ternura el osito de peluche que le había regalado su hermano mayor.
Ambos se miraron con complicidad, compartiendo una conexión especial que solo ellos comprendían. Sabían que, a pesar de su pasado difícil y de haberse convertido en superhéroes de la forma más inesperada, estos peluches representaban un lugar seguro y un refugio en los momentos más oscuros de su infancia.
Tandy extendió el conejito hacia Tyrone
—Ty, te presento a mi amigo de peluche, Bunny. Aunque ya no lo necesito para sentirme segura, todavía tiene un lugar especial en mi corazón.
Tyrone tomó el conejito con delicadeza y le mostró el osito a Tandy.
—Este es Teddy, mi mejor amigo de peluche. Él siempre me recordaba que había cosas buenas en este mundo, incluso cuando todo parecía estar en contra mía y cuando mi hermano ya no estuvo conmigo.
Los dos sonrieron mientras se abrazaban a sus peluches con cariño. Era un gesto sencillo, pero significaba mucho para ellos. Aquellos objetos desgastados eran testigos de su amistad y crecimiento a lo largo de los años.
—Tandy, ¿sabes qué? Estoy agradecido de haberte conocido y de que compartas momentos como estos conmigo—Tyrone confesó con sinceridad.
—Yo también, Tyrone. Eres una de las pocas personas en las que realmente puedo confiar —ella respondió con una gran sonrisa en su rostro.
Se quedaron en el tejado, disfrutando de la compañía del otro y compartiendo historias de su infancia mientras sostenían a sus queridos peluches. En medio de todo lo que les había sucedido, encontraron un momento para recordar de dónde venían y cuán lejos habían llegado juntos.
Desde esa noche en adelante, Tandy y Tyrone guardaron en un lugar especial a Bunny y Teddy como recordatorios de que, sin importar lo oscura que fuera la noche, siempre habría luz en sus vidas y esperanza en sus corazones.
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