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HEY 💔 x 1000

6. a  kiss  as  a  warning.

thomas pulls him in and up with fingers hooked under the collar of his shirt , brooking no room for argument . fingers land on the back of richard’s neck as he licks along his lips , nails curling into soft flesh as the embrace grows . his other hand latches around richard’s wrist , thumb hovering over his pulse , a rapid beating that thrums under his fingers . he pulls away easily , fingers falling from richard’s neck with one squeeze , the others still latched around talon’s wrist .

‘ i TRUST the preparation is complete ? ‘

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A  FUCKED  UP  KISSING  MEME  bc  who  needs  soft  kisses  when  you  can  have  This   !

(   send  me   ‘  💔  ’   to  generate  the  angsty  way  that  our  muses  kiss.  feel  free  to  specify  a  number  or  who  is  kissing  who  if  you’d  like.   )

a  kiss  when  it’s  not  wanted.

a  kiss  when  it’s  not  allowed.

a  violent  kiss.

a  bloody  kiss.

a  lying  kiss.

a  kiss  as  a  warning.

a  kiss  on  an  injury  your  muse  gave  to  mine.

a  kiss  on  an  injury  my  muse  gave  to  yours.

a  kiss  accompanying  your  muse  injuring  mine.

a  kiss  accompanying  my  muse  injuring  yours.

a  drunk  /  drugged  kiss.

a   ‘  goodbye  ’   kiss.

a   ‘  please  ’   kiss.

an   ‘  i’m  sorry  ’   kiss.

an   ‘  i’ll  be  back  ’   kiss.

a  kiss  to  gain  control.

a  kiss  to  give  up  control.

a  kiss  that  draws  blood.

a  kiss  with  tears.

a  kiss  that  won’t  be  remembered.

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the more knives you have the more valid you are 

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Carrie hates patrolling in the rain.

It’s supposed to be dramatic and grand, and instead it’s a logistical clusterbomb of grumbling through the comms, water static and thunderclaps making her allies lose their rhythm. Until somebody invents a miracle, her goggles are almost as rain-plastered as her glasses always were. Only, she could take her glasses off every while or so to wipe them. Goggles are latched into the helmet, and whatever Rain-X knockoff Boss showed her how to coat the lenses with only does so much. Plus it wears off after a while.

With the Cop Busters cleaning up a little incident near the docks, the downpour night is mostly quiet. The storm doesn’t seem to have sent any major villains scuttling out from underground. It’s as decent a time as any to re-orient, so she grapples her way up the Gotham Life Building.

This is supposed to be the part where she sighs at some view from the heart of the city, but instead she’s grumbling as she fiddles with her helmet. There’s no easy way to get the goggles off without taking the helmet off, as well, and obviously this isn’t the place for that.

Robin, sighs Boss. Why are you off-route.

“I’m blind in this mess,” she huffs back. “Just a tiny detour, Boss.”

Hmph.

“The squads‘ll manage for two minutes.”

Make it one. Stay sharp.

That’s when lightning hits behind her, one building over and levels down and still too close for comfort. “R-roger,” she stammers, and if Boss can’t hear her over the accompanying thunder, well. Maybe that’s a good thing. But she thought she saw….

talon . the figure looks like TALON - one of them , probably damian , though only because damian is the smallest at the moment . the device wasn’t made to send people messing around in time ( and this gotham looks neither cutting edge modern nor old ) but he’d be lying to himself if he said it wasn’t possible . he made it himself , after all . 

thomas takes a moment to wallow in his hatred for lois in the rain . he’ll have to think of something SUITABLY awful to do to her when he finds his way back to their world - his brain helpfully supplies half a dozen enticing possibilities . then he’s on the next rooftop , eyes on his target , lightning cracking in the rain . it’s smaller than he first thought , dark in the blurry rain , but there’s no indication of any unusual characteristics . he comes up on the edge of the building behind them , the little light available glinting off the silver in his costume , boots making ripples in puddles as he stands , water running in rivulets down his dark blue uniform . 

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ON PATROL WITH CARRIE KELLEY! (listen on 8tracks.)

Have YOU ever wanted to go bopping through the late, great, alt-80s landscape of The Dark Knight Returns, as experienced by a semi-normal teen? Well, now’s your chance. Featuring some of Carrie’s fave 70s throwbacks as well as 80s hits that are inescapable in any timeline.

What are you waiting for??? Next up: FIGHTING CRIMES!

ART CREDIT

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@madammoderne | sc

‘ may i have this dance ? ‘

thomas smiles , polite and perfectly poised , a finger tugging the cuff of his fine jacket back into place . the party is private , and the familiar faces twisting around him are customers and associates of the syndicate . lois trades sweet words with a smile like a knife , clark throws his weight around like a wrestler , and thomas . . . thomas makes connections .

someone he hasn’t seen before ? that’s someone worth meeting . he wonders who brought her in - johnny has a weakness for PRETTY FACES , but she’s just as likely to be his supplier .

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      “ I can’t believe you LIED to me! ” He had been listening to Thomas’ explanation in silence until now, sitting at the dinner table and trying his best to not to simply throw anything at his mentor before he had finished his story but having to hear that it had been Thomas himself who had let his parents die? How could he ever have trusted him? All these years his mentor had lied right to his face, telling him he’d help him find those who had murdered the Graysons but instead he had simply kept the truth from him to gain his trust, to manipulate him. “ Why? Why did you have to kill them?! ” Had the situation been any different, had he been able to think straight he would have answered the question himself but at the moment he was too ANGRY to really think about what he said. He wanted Thomas to tell him it wasn’t true, that half his life had not been a lie but he knew that wouldn’t happen. He needed to accept it, the fact that the man he nearly called something like a father was the one who had made him an ORPHAN.

thomas rises from his chair at the aggression , leveling their dwindling height difference to loom over the boy . he expected yelling , pushback , a refusal to ACCEPT . still , his eyes narrow at the resistance .

‘ calm down , richard . ‘ tone almost condescending , but thomas begins to ask himself if this was a good idea . ALFRED had advised him against it , said that richard would never acquiesce . he underestimates the sway thomas HOLDS over the young man .

and the fact that thomas would never let richard go . never .  no matter what richard may think , no matter how he reacts, thomas refuses to let the closest thing he’s had to FAMILY since bruce and martha be destroyed .

he always has been soft on the boy .

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   It’s almost like sex, you know             A blade digging into flesh, all the way to the hilt

                                  Screaming                                                   Warmth

                 I don’t see why more people don’t like it. 

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无题

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↪     ‘ face it, dad -

              you’re one sick bastard ’

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I'ᴍ ᴄʜᴀᴛᴛʏ. Iᴛ'ꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ᴄʜᴀʀᴍ.

{ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ ʟᴏʀɪ || ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇs ʙʏ ᴋᴇʟsɪᴇʀ }

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Thomas Wayne Jr. aka Owlman by Vitnaa

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linc.oln mar.ch fans get out of the owlman tag challenge

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A while ago an anon asked me if i had an owlman; the answer is yes but i don’t draw him often because he’s quite pathetic as a human being and even the other fascist villains of earth 3 give him a wide berth because he smells funny

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❝ Five times. ❞ Jason repeated dully.  

He didn’t beg. Didn’t scream. Just glared at the man who currently held his life in his hand. There’s not much else he can do. He bared his teeth once again and held the man’s wrist tighter.

❝ I ain’t your boy. And it was worth it to piss you off. ❞ Jason hissed like a kitten in the man’s hold. Defiant even when facing death.

the claws close on the boy’s face, leaving perfect crimson pricks where it meets his dirty skin.  he’s angry and so terribly raw , and for the first time a course of action other than the SWIFT snap of bone enters his mind . he clings more fervently and violently to life than all the dying thomas has left to BLEED , this gotham rat . bloody teeth bared in a sunken face more akin to a clawing cat than a drowning kitten . a vicious little thing like this , made for and by the scummed streets of this city , and somehow thomas senses . . . something more , where he would so easily leave a CORPSE .

he tilts his head slightly , unconsciously like his namesake , regarding his prey without a word .

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thomas smiles . it’s not one lacking in feeling , not at all , but that somehow makes it worse . ‘ he can try , ‘ he says carelessly , the voice of a lazy billionaire with the best security money can buy . ‘ in case you haven’t noticed , i’m THOMAS WAYNE . i own this city . ‘

he pulls open one of the doors lining the hall , an extravagant guest room of the type scattered across the house . she’s pretty , he’s terribly bored , it’s a match made in purgatory - but more importantly , she has connections and reasons to betray them .

‘ sounds like a real catch , ‘ thomas adds .

A light laugh left her. “Well it might make you more popular around here,” she teased, “Though I doubt you need more popularity.” 

Peyton follows easily. The way she sees it, she’s using the man as much as she’s being used. This isn’t some connection. She’d had that with Elliot. And with her fiance, a man her father tried to have killed. It wasn’t here, though.

“Hope Johnny is acting like a gentleman. If he starts acting like himself, the girls will start flirting and he’ll come hunting me.” A little hum. “I think he’d like an excuse to try to kill you.”

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