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posted by The_Writer
NOT MINE!!!!! JUST SOOOOO SAXY I HAD TO SHARE IT!!!!!


The USB stick was worth Artemis’ life if she was caught. Kaldur’s too, if they made the connection. But if the information on it was accurate, and not some sort of ruse to root out any spies, then it was could save hundreds of other lives.

Artemis only contemplated that for a moment before secreting the flash drive into a hidden pocket. A sense of predatory anticipation filled her.

“Don’t worry Kaldur, I know just the way to get this to Nightwing.”

- - -

Nightwing and Artemis had sparred countless times in the past, but they’d never gone all out. He’d always assumed she held back for the same reason as him; it would be counterproductive to really beat the tar out of each other when they had to stay fit for duty. After receiving another devastating blow to the solar plexus, Nightwing decided that wasn’t the case.

Tigress’ fighting style had echoes of the one he’d seen his teammate use, but he was reminded most strongly of her older sister. Artemis had avoided using the nastier tricks she’d picked up through her family’s association with the League of Shadows, but tigresa had no reason to do so. All of this meant that Dick was getting his culo kicked in the middle of the cave por his supposed enemy.

“Come on, bird boy. I expected tu to perform better.”

There was an unfamiliar edge to her voice. And while he couldn’t figure out the meaning behind it, it irritated Nightwing to no end. Attacking tigresa with careless frustration, as though they were just sparring again and she wasn’t undercover and things weren’t always so complicated for them, Nightwing found himself flat on the ground before he could blink.

He half expected the training simulator to light up below him and pronounce his failure, but attributed that flight of fancy to the most reciente blow to his head. When tigresa stradled him, his thoughts were further sidetracked. Nightwing smirked up at his captor.

“Sorry, but I don’t put out on the first date.”

tigresa matched his smirk and leaned in closer. Dick was almost uncomfortably aware of her fingers digging into his shoulders, and the way her left ankle was nestled close to his hand. He could feel the soft puff of her breath brush his face, and could barely contain his blush. Was she trying to get payback for the whole fake CPR thing?

“Oh, I doubt tu could handle me.” Her smirk could have meant a lot of things, but timed as it was with an odd twitch from her left foot, Nightwing understood her perfectly.

He had just enough time to grasp her meaning before reinforcements arrived, and he was forced to use that same ankle grab to throw her off of him. Recovering with aptly feline grace, tigresa observed the new arrivals with look of disdain that must have been practiced. “Don’t tu know it’s bad manners to interrupt someone else’s date?”

Before any of Nightwing’s younger teammates could go on the offensive, tigresa made her escape. She deployed a smoke pellet, and blew him a kiss before she was completely obscured por the haze. When the smoke cleared, there was no sign of the intruder.

Nightwing fended off the well meaning queries of his comrades as he tried to calm his racing heart. All the while, he kept his fist clenched around the small USB drive he’d taken from the hidden compartment in Artemis’ shoe.

- - -

Artemis let out a particularly evil sounding cackle once she made it back to the sub. Kaldur sighed, like a much put upon elder brother. Really, it was almost like old times.

“Was that truly necessary?”

“Did tu see his face? Of course it was!”

“You shouldn’t fraternize with him like that. tu never know who might be watching, and whether they’ll pregunta your loyalties.”

Artemis brushed off that loaded warning. “Don’t worry about it – it’s just a little bit of fun. It’s so satisfying to be able to mess with Batman’s little protege’s head.” Instead of him messing with mine for once went unsaid, but understood por the two of them.

Kaldur pat her shoulder briefly, a faint smile on his face. “So long as tu continue to fulfill your duties as expected, I see no reason tu shouldn’t enjoy yourself while you’re at it.”

The two spies shared a conspiratorial grin.

- - -

Dick was relieved that their plan required Wally and he to feign estrangement, because he really didn’t want to deal with the speedster’s reaction to Artemis’ tactic for passing him information. Wally would probably ignore the fact that he was retired and that his involvement might blow the whole mission, and demand that he be the one Artemis passed information to. Not that Dick could really blame him.

Despite the fact that he was still in the infirmary tending to the various scrapes and bruises she left, Dick couldn’t help but smile when he thought about his most reciente meeting with the blonde archer. He’d never had anyone flirt with him quite like that before, but he was starting to understand the appeal. Unfortunately, the teammates who had walked in on them seemed to see it too. If Gar made one más crack about him finding his own Catwoman, Dick wasn’t sure he would be able to hold himself back (or Tim, for that matter).

In spite of that annoyance, there was something about a girl who could hand his culo to him…

“Nightwing.”

Dick nearly dropped the ice pack he was holding to his jaw. He hadn’t expected to hear that voice here. “Hey, Roy. I haven’t seen tu in a while.”

Red headed archer fiddled with the straps of the pack he was wearing, his scowl less forbidding than it normally was. “I heard about your reciente infiltration problem, and I thought tu could use some advice.”

Dick couldn’t help but quirk his brow at that. Roy barely ever came to Mount Justice, so what consejos could he possibly give about it’s defenses? “Uh, that’s nice of tu Roy. What exactly do tu suggest?”

Roy looked distinctly uncomfortable for a moment, before he plowed forward. “This ‘Tigress’, tu should be careful about her.”

Oh, that was interesting. Dick grinned ruefully and gestured to his bruised jaw, “I think I’ve figured that out already.”

“That’s not what I mean.” Roy tugged at his backpack straps once more. “Look, I know that the whole ‘mysterious and deadly assassin’ thing can seem attractive, but tu need to watch yourself. One minuto your flirting in the middle of a fight, and the siguiente thing tu know, you’re married to her and she shows up with a kid that has your smile.”

The sudden image of a little girl with his eyes and Artemis’ features filled Dick’s head. He stomped it out as fast and ruthlessly as possible, and hoped that his bruises hid the blush suffusing his face. “Uh, thanks for the advice? I really don’t think that’s going to be an issue, Roy.”

For the first time during their meeting, Roy smirked. “I dicho the same thing about Cheshire.”

The other vigilante turned to leave, and Dick saw for the first time that Roy wasn’t wearing a backpack. Instead, he had a child carrier with a red haired baby inside. This time, Dick really did drop his ice pack.

Dick absently wondered if Gar was right about there being something about cat themed villainesses, o if it was something about the Crock-Ngyuen ladies in particular.
posted by SilverWings13
 queen Hailey
Queen Hailey
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Hailey Romanov
Reason o meaning of name: ((Her first named comes from Hailey Marshall from the Originals ^.^)); Romanov from her adopted house
Eye Color: verdigris
Hair Style/Color: dark brown, straight, long
Height: 5' 9"
Clothing Style: usually formal
Best Physical Feature: my smile, I think

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Not living up to my position.
Your Guilty Pleasure: Carbs
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Liars
Your Ambition for the Future: To do a good job as queen of supernatural Russia*

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: why doesn't he sleep más than...
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posted by Robin_Love
Name: Lancelot Morgan

Likes: Swords, animals, history

Best Friend: Blaine, Aryess

Loves: Aryess

Dislikes: Those who pick on the weak

Worst Habit: Too trusting

Personal Secret: I have very few scars

favorito! Food: French cebolla Soup, arándano, blueberry pancakes

favorito! Color: Blue

Code Name: Lance?

Mentor/Inspiration: Arthur

Relations: Unaware of my birth parents

Base of Operations: Currently Nedora

Personal Home: Nedora

Occupation: Knight

Job: Knight

Team: None

What Symbolizes You: Excalibur. o justice and loyalty

Biggest Regret: Not taking one hit...

Dream Career: Professor of Arthurian History.

Most reciente Nightmare: Realizing everything was a dream

Spirit Animal: Dog
posted by Robin_Love
 Carly
Carly
Name: Carly

Likes: Sweets

Best Friend: None

Loves: Heat

Dislikes: Cold

Worst Habit: Anti-Social

Personal Secret: I can dance really well

favorito! Food: Creamed Spinach

favorito! Color: Black

Code Name: Vixen

Mentor/Inspiration: Becca

Relations: None

Base of Operations: Resistance Headquarters

Personal Home: New York

Occupation: Mercenary

Job: Journalist

Team: Resistance

What Symbolizes You: Wind

Biggest Regret: Not falling in love

Dream Career: Travel writer

Most reciente Nightmare: Uhh...

Spirit Animal: Fox
zorra, vixen
Vixen
posted by XxKFforeverXx
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Tandoori Parker! Well, Caverly I guess? I’m not sure really which one we go por after everything... *shrugs*
Reason o meaning of name: I.. doesn’t really have a fancy meaning o anything.
Eye Color: Green~
Hair Style/Color: It’s a light brown that’s like.. a little past my shoulders and it’s always pinned back o pulled away from my face!
Height: 5’5.
Clothing Style: Comfortable! I like leggings in sweatpants, but every now and then tu can find me in jeans.
Best Physical Feature: I.. don’t know? My figure I guess.. I don’t really care about looks....
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The endless halls of the immense cathedral were quiet, but not silent. Wind whispered through cracks in the ancient walls and wooden floors, like ghosts seeping in and out of the hallways. Tall stained glass windows allowed in colorful light during the day. The infirmary’s windows, however, were plain glass, and the moonlight filtered into the room as soft white light between shadows. The only color came from a single, small rose stain-glass window high above the door. Nestled in the center of the purple and oro petals was a tiny angel. The ángel had its eyes closed and head bowed over the...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Fletcher stepped out onto the docking, his hands immediately unbuttoning the dark buttons on his peacoat to get away from the sweltering heat. "Christ.." he mumbled and paused at the black sport car that awaited for him. He opened the el maletero, tronco and tossed in the suitcase, his bag following afterwards. He hesitated to get into the car but slid into the backseat, side-eyeing the girl that sat across from him. "They send tu to fetch after their rogue son?" He chuckled and crossed his arms. "Your father is very sick, Fletch, a lot has changed in the three years you've been gone." She leaned back in...
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posted by SilverWings13
This totally messes with the ToF timeline, sowwz KFf~

Hailey paused in the doorway, her message dying on her lips. It was rude to spy on someone, but the way his shoulders slumped adelante, hacia adelante with the weight of the world, face hidden in his hand, rigid and still as stone, made her hesitate. "It's not your fault," she stated finally. As expected, he straightened with the emotions wiped from his face. He wouldn't let her see him weak, not now. Even with his shoulder in a sling, his leg mutilated, his neck heavily bandaged, discipline brought a sternest to his posture that made her hesitate to even...
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posted by SilverWings13
The party leapt from their chairs, the advisor and trade miniter’s son taking up posts in front their prince.
A woosh of wind billowed through the entryway. The stench of smoke followed. Hailey screamed as a masked juggernaut in metal armor barged into the dining room hauling a flame thrower. She quickly dunked under the mesa, tabla for cover as flames were dowsed over the walls and floor, making the men jump back. Hailey suddenly heard a scream from the trade minister's son that made her stomach twist. The stench of burning flesh burned her eyes. Her fear pushed her to jump up and make a run to...
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posted by SilverWings13
 Octavia
Octavia
“Ana, are tu ready?”
The teenager was deaf to her name. Octavia sighed and went to the bedroom where the younger had gone to get dressed. “If you’re getting cold feet, it’s a little late for that—”
She paused in the doorway. Ana stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at her reflection. Her curls bleached coppery blonde from years in the postres sun, Octavia had referred to Ana’s dark roots to dye her hair its natural dark auburn. The soft waives were tamed into a bun, circled por an elegant braid like a mock crown. A few ringlets escaped to frame Ana’s face, where...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Nudge paused as she entered the room, her chattering with the brunette beside her slowing. She rose an eyebrow in confusion at the three siblings laughing and hugging. "There's more of you?" Jaime looked up at the sound and let go, running over and hugging onto her tightly. She blinked before slowly hugging him. 'I'm so confused." Nudge grabbed his shoulder, pushing him back to stare at him, lowering a few inches to get eye level with the boy. "You look just like him, wow." She leaned back up, patting her head as Jack held up the polaroid, snapping a picture of him. "What's your name, kiddo?"...
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posted by SilverWings13
For weeks, the siblings had gone over their plan again and again. Now, as Ana stood in the castillo biblioteca leaning against her grandfather’s desk, staring at a geode emitting a holographic model of the room they were invading, she could have recited the plan herself. So she did.
“When I arrive, they’ll check me for weapons at the door, so—“
“You’ll have your Glock on tu since the guards expect it, but you’re prepared to be weaponless anyway,” Ana interrupted. The hologram zoomed in to focus on the front door. Aleksander nodded and continued.
“I’ll go into the room alone,...
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"Noëlle, come inside! Dinner's almost ready!
Michael returned to the pot filling the quant house with the aroma of beef and caramelize onions. He ladled sopa into the ceramic bowls, sprinkled in croutons, and smothered them both in Comté before setting the bowls in the oven. When a pair of bare feet was still absent from the kitchen, the man turned off the horno and went back to the cocina door.
"Noëlle?" he called again. "Mon ange!" No answer came from the flowered front yard o the marsh lakeland at the bottom of the hill. Instinctively, Michael grabbed his vaina, funda cinturón, correa and darted out...
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posted by SilverWings13
Aleksander was already awake when his sister knocked on his door. A blue messenger mariposa had flown through the cracked window half an hora hace with an urgent message from the Red Army: the White Army’s leader, Wilhelm Magnus, was expected to attend the neutral Circle’s spring solstice celebration. Aleksander had already received the same news from Magnus’ own daughter and was attempting to explain to the Reds that he had the situation under control--without revealing his communications with the other side.
Even if he had been raised a strategist, playing both sides when he only wanted...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Blaine Wyatt Aldric
Blaine Wyatt Aldric
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Blaine Wyatt Aldric
Reason o meaning of name: Blaine-Yellow; Wyatt-Brave, Hardy; Aldric-wise ruler
Eye Color: Undefined (I haven't decided)
Hair Style/Color: Red
Height: 6'3"
Clothing Style: Formal
Best Physical Feature: Why does this matter? (His hair)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Loosing
Your Guilty Pleasure: Kisses
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: ...Loosing
Your Ambition for the Future: I wish not to disclose

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: When did I fall asleep?
What tu Think About the Most: That's Private
What tu Think About Before Bed: Not specific...
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posted by Robin_Love
WARNING: This is violent. There isn't a happy ending. If tu choose to read, be prepared.




“How long has it been?”
“Almost a month.”
“How is she still alive?! tu dicho she'd be ours within the week!”
“Calm down; we underestimated her. But we won't do that again. She has to break soon. Then we can mold her again.”
“You better or-”
“Or what?! tu don't have any power without us!”
“Don't kill her. tu need her as much as I do.”
“For now. If she proves to be a problem-”
A knock sounded against the heavy metal door. It scratched the door as it was opened. A man walked in, dressed...
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Ana stretched her arms as she sat back in her seat, sighing as she slouched in the tall chair and surveyed the crowded bar. Between the time she had arrived with Callaghan and the time she finished her food, the relaxed cena crowd had been replaced por rowdy evening drinkers.

There were mostly young adults, couples and friend groups. A teenager in a flowered sun dress cuddled up to a young man in a jean chaqueta and beanie. There was even a band consisting of a violinist, drummer, and guitarist setting up their equipment in the back corner.

Ana returned her attention to her own cena partner....
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posted by Robin_Love
 Reyna Jackson
Reyna Jackson
Name: Reyna (Ray-na) Jackson
Alias: Hyde
Occupation: Translator; vigilante; student
Powers: Siren Song, Levitation, Abnormal strength, Wings, Mermaid
Weaknesses If she expels too much power, she will pass out. She is not invulnerable to weapons. She can only levitate herself for short periods of time.
Skills/talents: She is fluent in sign language, English, and understands animals.
History: Reyna was born the daughter of a human man and a mermaid. Her parents met young and married. As time went on, her father, in his buscar for scientific recognition, started to go mad. He used his daughter as a...
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posted by SilverWings13
 Cal wished to comfort the torn soul and shield its dying light from further darkness...
Cal wished to comfort the torn soul and shield its dying light from further darkness...
Demon in the Garden

Grey snowflakes danced in the wind. The air stank of burning hair and flesh. In the dark crimson tint of the postres planet's infamous scarlet moon, pools of blood became inky black puddles reflecting the remains of the courtyard.
Callaghan Rurik could feel the fuego at his back as it raged through the army barracks. Screams were whipped to and fro por the ghastly wind, making it impossible to tell if the wails came from behind o ahead. For ahead the autor of this macabre scene continued her vengeful tirade. Callaghan's eyes drifted over the dark shapes littering the once...
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posted by SilverWings13
I'm pretty sure no one's actually lectura this, but college stuff is stressful af and escritura about murder is much más reasonable therapy than actually committing murder, so...

Happens right after link

Città dei Canali

Ana kept a firm hand on her brother's arm as they walked away from their escort. Every time she glanced sideways at the blood covered man, he returned her gaze calmly. His composure was meant to be reassuring, but it chilled her to the bone to see such a relaxed reaction after the macabre scene he had created. Eight bodies, cut to pieces por bullets, stabbed to death por daggers....
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
AU for Ciel and Jaime, my friend originally gave me the idea when she mentioned she mentioned a manga and thus, this was born.

Hi! My name is Jaime Adams, and I'm currently sitting in a blood donation center about to have my arm poked and prodded. Quite comical, really.. I hate needles, but I have a disease that causes my bone marrow to produce más blood cells, called polycythemia vera. I hate coming here, but today is different. Very different. I typically have blood drawn from this cranky old lady who gets annoyed about the fact that I don't like needles. Today, there's this tall, white-haired...
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