#dcmino-effect

[sgtbarnxs-a]

"This is what life is: fear, rage, desire... love.             To stop feeling emotions, to stop wanting to feel them,                                                         is to feel... death."

ᴄʟᴜsᴛᴇʀ ★  @greenmartyrdom @emeraldsalvation @ofloversandfighters @dcmino-effect @cptncxld @learnedlucidity @humanityloved

[gatecoeur]

dcmino-effect needs a hideout

“I don’t exactly remember asking for help... But the gesture is welcome.”

{ @dcmino-effect }

[idontkillorphans]

“How dead do you think he is? On a scale of 1 to 10?”

Sleip tilted his head as he looked at the other. “...I dunno. I’d give him an eight. And that’s because he’s not in six or seven pieces scattered across the ground.”

[elliotwriteswithyou]

☀ (Domino to the pale bois)

☀ YOUR MUSE SLATHERING MY MUSE IN SUNBLOCK

Dick sat patiently while Neena squirted more sunscreen over his shoulders. “You know I won’t burn within the first five minutes of sun exposure. I’ve had UV rays on my skin before.” He rolled his eyes, shooting a glance at Bucky for help.

The bulky man chuckled under his breath, already having submitted to their partners enthusiastic lotioning. “Don’t give me that look, Greyson. She’s lucky and we could both stand to listen to her once in awhile. Maybe we won’t get skin cancer if she applies the sunscreen.”

@dcmino-effect

[idontkillorphans]

⚠ (clean him up after a fight)

Sleipnir winced when the woman pressed the wet cloth to his eye. A burning angry red which would die down and eventually become a blackened bruise - serves him right for taking a club right to the socket and across his nose. “...thank you.” His face continued to be squirming as she continued to wash away the blood.

[safecrxcker]

Continued from x @dcmino-effect

“No, I...” Wolfgang had meant more physically then philosophically. He’d been in the same club a few minutes ago and could hear the sirens wailing still down in the streets. But, when the section of wall had collapsed it was almost like it had fallen around the woman, and when he’d run out into the ally he’d seen how a pigeon landing on a nearby fire escape had triggered the mechanism to send it sliding down to let her climb up onto this rooftop where he’d followed her. He generally avoided police interactions given the choice. 

“I’ve never seen anything like that.” He finally said, rolling his shoulders into a slight shrug and lowering himself down to sit by the edge of the roof. “What kind of introspection?”