Pure of Heart

Perhaps it is impossible for one who does no good to do no harm.

[nocumenta]

;YOUNG JUSTICE, WHY YOU SLEEPING ON MY BOY

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[thomashollend]

booboo stewart + running deer

[nocumenta]

chesiire started following you

Admittedly, she was skilled. Before he had even thought about making his move, she stepped in from the shadows- swiftly taking out the armed guards. There was a certain art to how she moved, preferring grace over strength in each of her strikes.

A result of extensive training, he’s sure.

It’s only when the last body drops, he decides to drop down from his perch- tense and wary of the newcomer. She fought impressively, enough that he entertained the notion she might be a worthy notch in his belt, a shame that it was highly unlikely she was the hero-type.

“It’s skill aside, it should take care not to get in Harm’s path.”

His blade stayed silent, perhaps judging her? Sizing her up even now? Curious.

“What is it doing here?”

[littleyoungjusticethings-bl-blog]

Harm: “No! Harm’s heart is pure! Harm’s not sorry! I’m not!”

[nocumenta]

@tigressb07 

#harm you damn goddmod

player.forceconsole tgm

how abt u git gud, scrub

[iimpasive]

                                                                       was he … speaking in the third person? an eyebrow lifts from beneath her smirking mask. this a simple distraction. perhaps he was trying to annoy her. cheshire’s been annoyed far worse. she’s handled many younger, talkative children && she’d handled her temper correctly. NO EMOTION. anything done would be done without emotion. if she failed, it was a sign of weakness. 

              ❛     do you speak such ways PURPOSELY?     ❜

[nocumenta]

 “ and that’s what it focuses on, his speech patterns?”

so predictable. his curiosity, his interest, dwindled. the sword called for her, wanted iron to taste iron- to taste flesh and BLOOD. if she was as well trained as she carried herself to be; it would be a challenging fight (a kill to take pride in). the blade of Beowulf was drawn from its sheath, the metal hissing not at all dissimilar to the elated sigh to his specially tuned ears. just for him, only him.

           “ the guards didn’t question harm’s manner of speaking. they were too busy screaming to waste their breath.”  

[atlcntean-a]

                  ❛     do not get used to my presence. i only have a few questions                            that you are going to answer  &&  then i’ll leave you to serve                            the rest of your sentence alone.     ❜

&&. nocumenta liked for a starter !!

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    “ you have my undivided attention.”

yes, he was behind bars. but this? this was temporary- a minor setback. the collar around his neck was a false sense of security. the warden had explained their abilities in depth, that they were set to disable any superhuman abilities specific to person, inhibit their metagene as it were.

how fortunate that he wasn’t a meta-human; that the collars were ineffective to any mystical effect.

it made him invaluable to upcoming plan; made it simpler for Strange to turn him loss.

        “ go on.”

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*softly stabs u*

softly sets fire to your entire damn house.  xoxo.

[nocumenta]

softly YELLS AT U

reblog if (ง︡’-‘︠)ง

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severeharmony:

                   ❛     yeh && i wasn’t talking to you, so we both win. but mostly me.     ❜

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           was she.... BAITING him?

“Yet it deigns to continue speaking; it’d be wise to leave Harm to his work.”

            too stubborn and too annoying for her own good.                      he had never been the most patient individuals

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[jncera]

Dat girl. Dem moves. 

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nocumenta liked for a starter!

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      “Seriously?”

Artemis held her bow in her hands, looking at the menacingly familiar face before her. As if this guy hadn’t been enough of a pain in the ass the first go- round, now she was dealing with him again?

      “I just can’t catch a break tonight, can I? What do you want,        Mister First-Person talker?”

[nocumenta]

  “It speaks far too soon.”

His blade SHOOK in his hand: eager and thirsty for satisfaction. His lips spread in a wide grin, genuinely happy to see the archer again. They had unfinished business, after all.

  “Harm will do everything to ensure that it finds a break.”

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prefertoimprovise

“What? I have somethin’ on my face?”

Harm didn’t recognize this bat. It fought much differently than the other, not quite as fluid... Skilled. The one with the full black mask was the one he wanted, the one that had allegedly defeated Lady Shiva herself.

“It’s not the one Harm wants. Where is the other?”

He had no use for spares.

[iimpasive]

           ❛     harm must not even know who he’s messing with.     ❜

[nocumenta]

    “ a killer. ”

he wasn’t an idiot, wasn’t blind. he could see how heavily armed the figure was, how her stance was steady- trained. he expected her to make the first move; that is if she really was here for HIM.

   “ murder the murderer? harm’s notoriety must be respectful to deem a execution. ”

[nocumenta]

harms just gonna lowkey glare at everyone not wearing a shirt

that’s his thing, jerks

[nocumenta]

INTRUSIVE

   “Seriously though. What’s up with the lack of a shirt?”

“There’s no reason.”

So many others took it upon themselves to put a careful amount of time into customizing their apparel. As if it made a difference.

“This body is largely invulnerable, immune. Harm does not require one.”

He stressed the usage of third person, lips twitching ever so slightly in amusement. If she wanted to be nosy, that was fine with him, it didn’t mean he was going to make it easy.