#mixedxminds

[penguinpositivity]

@thexgoodman / @mixedxminds

[ircnego-a]

🍆 ( From Thor)

[ sms: Thor ] So, I hope you know you sent your dick to me. 

[ sms: Thor ] Again that is.

[ Sms: Thor ] And as much as I love seeing that thic though, we really need to make sure you aren’t sending it to someone who won’t enjoy it. 

                                     ( send my muse nudes ) accepting @mixedxminds

[urbxnlegxnd]

@mixedxminds - Sara 

“The hell?” Flying ships were normal. Flying modes of transportation were normal. Robots were normal. People, not quite like him, but people who were part robot were normal. The year was 2027. But do you know what wasn’t normal? Not normal at all. Ships suddenly appearing out of no where that looked out of place. That looked like they came from another period or world all together. That was not normal. So he watched it. To see who would come out. Then he’d probably follow them or try to get on board. Work out what the hell was going on here.

[scldsouls]

❛ mixedxminds / butch gilzean. 

Butch looked over at Tabitha the one woman who got in. Got passed his walls. Seeing as Oswald wasn’t around and couldn’t squak at him he nodded before sliding a scotch in her direction. “So what brings you by Tabby, it’s been awhile.”

      what did indeed brought her by? barbara was at arkham, her brother was DEAD, she didn’t had anyone else to turn to but him. and he seemed to accept that fact, since he didn’t made an effort to send her away. tabitha sifted slightly in her uncomfortable heels and sat next to him. 

      ❝ i thought maybe i could stick around for a while, if that’s okay with you? ❞ no, she wouldn’t admit that she was ALONE and that did scare her. she was almost certain butch would not turn her down. ❝ unless you want me to leave. ❞ 

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‘I know about what happened to you’, Lillian said quietly, ‘but I wasn’t part of it. I know that’s hard to believe, I do, but... I had nothing to do with it’. She sighed, and rubbed absently at her arms where Alex had gripped her tightly. ‘I’m not in charge of Cadmus’, she said, ‘I’m just one of many... cogs’. 

She followed Alex’s gaze, and swallowed. ‘I wanted to see how you were doing. How... how you were both doing’. 

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[urbxnlegxnd]

@mixedxminds - Lucy

The man was patient. He just hoped Lena was just as patient as he was. Because she had told him to go get a coffee, but there was a queue. Which he had to wait through. Well damn. He wasn’t from this Earth. Earth 38. He was from Earth 616. But he had made his Earth entirely peaceful, so he wanted to spread that peace to other Earth’s. The only one who knew of his alter-ego and was in on his cover was Lena. Which had him act as her bodyguard - and currently had him waiting to get coffee to her. Hopefully there was no rush.

[urbxnlegxnd]

@mixedxminds - Laurel 

So this was Earth one and this was also Star City, formerly known as Starling City. He was done with his own Earth for now. He had brought it peace. He sensed that this city was in danger of a possible not so good future. Let’s see what can be done to prevent that and spread the peace here. He then heard what did to be someone running with stolen goods. It was. So he tripped that thug up and caught the goods. Then he stepped on him. “Bad. Very bad.”

[eloquentyrant]

💓 ( from Sofia)

Meme (x)

The thing about Gotham that makes it such an undeniably mystifying place of residence is that no one ever stays permanently dead. So when the Penguin received word that Sofia Falcone is not only alive but living well, he can’t honestly say that he was all that surprised, though he had to sit down for a few good moments as he processed it. 

Of course, his first instinct was to react with anger. Impulse dictates that he awards the highest amount of bounty to anyone who could bring him her head. Wariness whispers, the ever wise voice of Carmine lingering in the back of his head- Be careful. Not that he needs to be told a second time- Oswald had, after all, witnessed the level of destruction the other could bring. As days turned into weeks into months, his sense of paranoia only grew. What was she after? Why is she lying low? What could she be setting into motion? When he finds himself unable to ease the torrent of rapidly whirling thoughts battering against the shores of his consciousness, the mobster takes a risk by meeting her once more. Gloved hands gripped hers with a bruising force even as the mobster dipped his head down to press a greeting kiss upon her knuckles. “Why aren’t you looking as radiant as ever?” The grin on his features is decidedly unkind. “I see that you have once again taken up refuge in this little orphanage of yours.” A brow is raised. “Were you hoping to use these children as shields to prevent me from finishing what you started? Do you really think that would have been effective?”

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