“ when you're trying to convince you’re duplicate to have sex with you but they think you’re fourteen. ”
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“ when you're trying to convince you’re duplicate to have sex with you but they think you’re fourteen. ”
“He grinned, and everything about him was screaming troubles and I fell in love instantly. “ She said with a dreamy expression, head rested on her wrist as she was remembering herself the first time she met Oliver.
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graceison replied to your post: “A kick in the teeth is good for some.”
“Try a bullet in the forearm. My pronator in my right arm was limp for months. Like Harry in the Chamber of Secrets after that Quidditch game, just without someone turning my limb into silly putty.”
“I’ll pass on guns...boring. Gotta keep buying ammo.At least you can reuse an arrow if you retrieve it...and a sword, well, when blessed by Athena, no need to even sharpen it!”
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[sms: xander] Nope. We wrapped up. You need something?
[sms: xander] You, uh.. You got the wrong number, Dick. But that’s good to know. 😏
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“I’m sorry but I don’t know what you’re talking about-- I’m nothing more than a secretary for Mister Sionis. His business with the mill is the only thing I can help you with-- would you like to schedule a meeting?” Lying through her teeth-- she knew probably more than she ever needed to. But, oh, she certainly was convincing. At least if someone didn’t know her-- those who did? Well, they knew they’d put her neck out to protect Black Mask. Her boss, it seemed, was the one thing that ever mattered.
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I’m pretty sure the captor was no ex-husband of mine. But, how do you trap someone with reverse psychology?
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“Dick? Dick Grayson?” Clint blinked, frowning slightly. God, but he was almost a dead-ringer for his father. “You probably don’t remember me, it’s only been like, futzing forever. Clint. I was that kid from Carson’s who’d crash in your ‘van for a month in the summer.” In Gotham for not even ten minutes, and he managed to bump into a childhood friend. Huh. Maybe it wasn’t as crazy and weird as everyone said it was. Or at least, hopefully, the city was in a good mood. Or liked Bird-themed people. Hawkeye. Totally counted.
S.H.I.E.L.D. had gotten word of A.I.M. setting up shop, trying to muscle in on a corner of the crazy-drugs market Gotham tended to specialize in. So, send in someone who could blend in, and take them down.
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💀 - “Oh I got a lotta tricks up my sleeve, hoss...but still, always nice to meet a fan.” Johnny quipped...though, there was truth to that statement. The biker let out a chuckle, shaking his head faintly as he shoved his hands into his jacket pockets. “Look, you’re the first costume I could flag down in this here city...and I gotta warn ya, somethin’ bad’s comin’.”