“ What kind of bad guys exactly ? Mafia ? The worst kind of bad people. ”
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“ What kind of bad guys exactly ? Mafia ? The worst kind of bad people. ”
sc. @aintnonebetter
@aintnonebetter ; closed starter
it’s not often marco regrets the life he leads - and then the rogue life lands him smack-dab in the middle of a battle between gods , and he wonders why he didn’t just let claudio turn him in all those years ago . it’s not flash who’s the problem , for once - no , that honor goes to the man in yellow , the reverse-flash himself , the bastard . maybe it’s his own fault for getting cocky - for trying to use the wand against him , trying to channel the kinetic energy the speedster gave off , to take from him , to slow a god .
the fact it’d started to work is probably why , instead of vibrating through his rib cage and turning his lungs to a purée , the reverse’s vibrating hand had only left an ugly gash across marco’s chest , through his uniform and into his flesh . his breathing comes shallow as he tries not to let the pain overwhelm him , not at all helped by digger’s hands on him .
“ please tell me you’ve actually washed those hands at least once this week , ” marco rasps , lashes fluttering as he bites down a groan . “ you give me whatever plague’s caught under your fingernails an’ i’m gonna haunt you for forever , lo juro . ”
starter call : @aintnonebetter
❝ ya can’t tell me it’s never not come back. ❞ glare is petulant & pointed, mouth drawn downwards into a very uncharacteristic frown. predictably, as soon as the words leave her, the tell-tale WHOOSH! of the boomerang flying back to digger’s extended hand follows suit. harley promptly wrinkles her nose.
❝ i ain’t buyin’ it, nuh unh. somethin’ tells me you’ve gotten clocked in the head at least once by that thing. even i’ve dropped my mallet on my foot from time t' time! ❞
*sends him knives in the mail* :*
He looks at the knives, they’re... okay. Australian made is at least better than American made, so there is that. He looks at the little note. The sender.
Why.
Why were white people like this?!
He was gonna need a bath and a drink before dealing with this, it was gonna be a migraine.
@aintnonebetter
‘ it's all fun and games till one of you gets my foot up your ass. ‘
“ WHAT ? WHAT DID’JA THINK I KEPT in it ? weapons ? multiple baby bombs ? ---- you want th’ pop or no ? ”
@aintnonebetter.
“ i hate this town. “ : @aintnonebetter
❝ someone’s in a mood, ❞ harley drawls, nails digging into the rubber bindings of her bat. suffice to say she’s more than willing to take the bait. at least now she’s got something to pick at. ❝ of course, i can’t blame ya, ❞ sucks teeth, pearly whites digging into lower lip, ❝ just somethin’ about gotham tha’ makes people go a liiiittle bit cuckoo! betcha don’t have to deal with bats in central city, amirite? ❞
' by the way, you’ve been uninvited. '
@aintnonebetter
A hand on his chest, as Ed lets out a loud gasp as if he is offended, before laughing ❝Mr. Harkness.❞ he shakes his head in disapproval. In truth, getting uninvited was exactly what Ed was aiming for, but he is not going to let him know about that. ❝Isn’t that how Maleficent becomes a villain?❞ he laughs again ❝ I would look great in that costume, don’t you think?❞