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Cross-country season has started! Fifa!talia is out, FIS!talia is in!
Most of the athletes on the GBR team are Scottish and they all live in Norway most of the year. Norwegians have such a love for them and some of them even speak Norwegian fluently. Two years ago, they lost funding from the UK government and it looked like they would have to quit skiing all-together. Then, rich Norwegians began sponsoring them and now they are training with a private Norwegian team and funded by Norwegians ๐Ÿ’–
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BABYLON 5 (1993โ€“1998) โคท Mind War
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mikeellee ยท 2 months
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Fic Commission
A fic made for @nefarious-616-necromancer where Talia IS a good mom and she will kill and change the rules of the game to craft a better world for her sons...what will Batman do now?
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So. Babylon 5.
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gebo4482 ยท 8 months
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Blue Beetle by Talia Spencer
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gemshine ยท 9 months
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The defacto leader of her group once their commander leaves, causing her to butt heads with the much more experienced group, and their leader; Talia
Trishnna and Talia belong to @nemi-crow. For ArtFight
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Smug little fox and one hell of a baker
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sidonius5 ยท 10 months
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๐’ฏ๐“‡๐‘œ๐“Š๐’ท๐“๐‘’ ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“‡๐“‰๐“ˆ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐’ท๐“‡๐‘’๐“Œ ๐’ท๐‘’๐“‰๐“Œ๐‘’๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐’ถ ๐“๐‘œ๐‘”๐‘”๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐’ธ๐‘œ๐“‚๐“…๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“Ž ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐’ถ๐“ƒ โ„๐“ƒ๐’น๐’พ๐‘”๐‘’๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“Š๐“ˆ ๐“‰๐“‡๐’พ๐’ท๐‘’ ๐’ท๐‘’๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“Š๐“ˆ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“๐‘œ๐‘”๐‘”๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐’ธ๐‘œ๐“‚๐“…๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“Ž ๐‘’๐“ƒ๐’ธ๐“‡๐‘œ๐’ถ๐’ธ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐‘œ๐“ƒ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’๐’พ๐“‡ ๐“๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“‡๐“Š๐’พ๐“ƒ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐‘’๐“ƒ๐“‹๐’พ๐“‡๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐“‚๐‘’๐“ƒ๐“‰. ๐’ฏ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“‰๐“‡๐’พ๐’ท๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐“…๐‘’๐‘œ๐“…๐“๐‘’ ๐“๐’ถ๐“‰๐‘’๐“‡ ๐“‡๐‘’๐“†๐“Š๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“๐“… ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐’ถ๐“ƒ ๐‘’๐“ƒ๐“‹๐’พ๐“‡๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐“‚๐‘’๐“ƒ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“ ๐“ˆ๐’ธ๐’พ๐‘’๐“ƒ๐“‰๐’พ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐“ˆ, ๐——๐—ฟ. ๐—ฅ๐—ผ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐—ฉ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ (๐‘๐จ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ญ ๐…๐จ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ก) ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐’ป๐‘’ ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ด๐—ถ๐—ฒ (๐“๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐š ๐’๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ž) ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“‚๐‘œ๐’น๐‘’๐“‡๐’ถ๐“‰๐‘’ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’พ๐“ˆ๐“ˆ๐“Š๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐’ถ๐“‰ ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น. ๐’ฏ๐“‡๐’พ๐’ท๐’ถ๐“ ๐’ž๐’ฝ๐’พ๐‘’๐’ป ๐—๐—ผ๐—ต๐—ป ๐—›๐—ฎ๐˜„๐—ธ๐˜€ (๐€๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ ๐€๐ฌ๐ฌ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ž) ๐’ท๐‘’๐“๐’พ๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐“‡๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐‘”๐“๐“Ž ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‰ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“๐‘œ๐‘”๐‘”๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐’ธ๐‘œ๐“‚๐“…๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“Ž ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐“…๐‘œ๐’พ๐“ˆ๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“‰๐‘’๐“‡ ๐“ˆ๐“Š๐“…๐“…๐“๐“Ž ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“‰๐’ฝ ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‡๐“ˆ๐’ฝ ๐’ธ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‚๐’พ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“๐“ˆ, ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“Š๐‘”๐’ฝ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“๐‘œ๐‘”๐‘”๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐’ธ๐‘œ๐“‚๐“…๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“Ž ๐“‚๐’ถ๐“ƒ ๐— ๐—ฟ. ๐—œ๐˜€๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜† (๐‘๐ข๐œ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ ๐ƒ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐š๐ซ๐ญ) ๐’น๐‘’๐“ƒ๐’พ๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“Ž ๐“Œ๐“‡๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐’น๐‘œ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“‰๐’ฝ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“‰๐‘’๐“‡ ๐“ˆ๐“Š๐“…๐“…๐“๐“Ž, ๐——๐—ฟ. ๐—ฉ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐“…๐“Š๐“ˆ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐’ป๐“Š๐“‡๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐’ป๐’พ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“ˆ๐“Œ๐‘’๐“‡๐“ˆ. ๐’ช๐’น๐’น ๐“‚๐“Š๐“‰๐’ถ๐“‰๐‘’๐’น ๐’ธ๐“‡๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‰๐“Š๐“‡๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“‡๐“‰ ๐“ˆ๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐“Š๐“… ๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ถ๐“‡๐‘’๐’ถ๐“ˆ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‰ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“‰๐“‡๐’พ๐’ท๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐“…๐‘’๐‘œ๐“…๐“๐‘’ ๐‘”๐‘’๐“‰ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’๐’พ๐“‡ ๐’ป๐‘œ๐‘œ๐’น ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“‰๐‘’๐“‡ ๐“ˆ๐“Š๐“…๐“…๐“๐“Ž ๐’ป๐“‡๐‘œ๐“‚, ๐“Œ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐’ธ๐’ฝ ๐“‚๐’ถ๐“€๐‘’๐“ˆ ๐——๐—ฟ. ๐—ฉ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“‰ ๐’ท๐‘’๐“๐’พ๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“Ž ๐“Œ๐‘œ๐“‡๐’น ๐‘œ๐’ป ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ธ๐‘œ๐“‚๐“…๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“Ž. ๐’ฎ๐“‰๐“‡๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐‘”๐‘’๐“‡ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘”๐“ˆ ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“‡๐“‰ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“…๐“…๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐“Œ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐’ถ ๐“‚๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐“‡๐‘œ๐“Š๐“ˆ ๐’ธ๐“‡๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‰๐“Š๐“‡๐‘’ ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“‡๐“‰๐“ˆ ๐“€๐’พ๐“๐“๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘” ๐“…๐‘’๐‘œ๐“…๐“๐‘’. ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐ก๐ž๐œ๐ฒ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“ˆ ๐“ˆ๐‘œ ๐‘”๐“‡๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‰ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“‰๐’ธ๐’ฝ ๐“Œ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“ƒ โ„ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“ˆ ๐“๐’พ๐“‰๐“‰๐“๐‘’, ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‰ ๐’พ๐“‰ ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“ˆ ๐‘”๐’พ๐’ป๐“‰๐‘’๐’น ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“‚๐‘’ ๐“‚๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“Ž ๐’ท๐’พ๐“‡๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’น๐’ถ๐“Ž๐“ˆ ๐’ถ๐‘”๐‘œ. โ„ ๐’ท๐‘’๐“๐’พ๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š'๐“๐“ ๐‘’๐“ƒ๐’ฟ๐‘œ๐“Ž ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐’ป๐’พ๐“๐“‚ ๐’ถ๐“ˆ โ„ ๐’น๐‘œ.
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comicbooksaregood ยท 1 year
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Batman Incorporated
Volume:ย 2
Issue: 9
Fallen Son
Writers:ย Grant Morrison
Pencils:ย Chris Burnham, Jason Masters
Inks:ย Chris Burnham, Jason Masters
Colours: Nathan Fairbairn, Hi-Fi Design
Covers:ย Chris Burnham, Nathan Fairbairn
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I forgot the epic struggle of trying to make a tumblr banner for Watching Roger. This is what I was working on for Not Roger when I remembered that it was a massive waste of time and just stuck a TOS screengrab up there.
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ifindus ยท 5 months
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Wait a minute! Is Norway Scotland's sugar daddy in this scenario ๐Ÿ‘€ AU material
Also the Swedish athlete got a frostbite down there?! I have never experienced frostbite but that sounds painful ๐Ÿซข
Norway'll always be a sugar daddy for Scotland ๐Ÿ‘€ did I mention the Norwegians also prep the Brits' skis? They are almost a part of our team โœจ And all the oil collaboration between Norway and Scotland over the North Sea?? Norway is the sugar daddy
ikr?? ๐Ÿ˜ญ
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charlietheepicwriter7 ยท 11 days
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guys, I had a weird idea.
So, Danny and Damian are twins au, right? They used to be identical as children. I say used to, because when Talia smuggled her son out of the League (Ra's was planning a fight to the death, the douche), she got him excessive cosmetic surgery, changing his entire face and lightening his skin closer. (The League has sci-fi technology, just role with it).
Danny ends up living with one of Talia's off-the-books scientists, so she can keep an eye on him, growing up to look different than Damian. Danny finds himself wishing that he still looked like his brother, but there's nothing he can do to change it. Which is all well and good until the portal accident and Danny discovers that his wish to look like his brother again worked, and now Danny and Phantom are physically different, with Phantom looking like Damian with flowy white hair.
A few years pass with no one knowing Danny=Phantom until Dani crashlands, melting and needing help. Danny saves her and she's de-aged to a toddler age, but the Fentons 100% saw him help Dani and maybe see her transform, so they want to experiment on her. Danny bolts with Dani and heads to Gotham, which has enough ambient ecto to keep Dani stable.
(Meanwhile, Talia figures out what really happened to make Danny run and absolutely nukes the Fentons and maybe the GiW. That's her son and granddaughter, you fools.)
Despite Danny trying to go under the radar, but at some point the bats discover Phantom and Dani, maybe Dani escaped in ghost form? she is a toddler after all. Damian immediately recognizes Phantom as his brother, they get confirmation that the two are ghosts. Dani calls Danny daddy and everyone is sad.
And while the bats are trying to figure out a way to approach Phantom, they stumble across Danny and Dani, the later alive and calling this completely different man daddy. The bats put alive Dani and dead Dani together and get human/ghost hybrid, but Danny looks different enough from Phantom that they conclude the two aren't the same.
Which leads to Damian thinking that Danny is some random man who had a child with his dead ghost brother.
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Secret Robin au
Yes, Talia was microdosing Jason with Lazarus water so he could grow big and strong while at the LoA. No son of hers will stay shrimpy if she can help it
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love your Gen Alpha series
Can we get some Gen Alpha Damian with Talia and Lois
[at a sleepover]
Lois: Boys, time for bed.
Jon: Five more minutes, please? We're in the middle of our Minecraft Cheese Viking mini-game.
Lois: I warned you guys half an hour ago. Everything off, now.
Damian and Jon: *turn off the console and get under their sleeping bags*
Lois: Thank you.
Lois: *leaves*
Damian and Jon: *pulls out their iPads*
Lois, in the other room: *turns off the Wi-Fi*
Lois: I'm a millennial. Any tricks you have, I invented.
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Talia: Show me you are worthy of befriending my son.
Jon: ๐Ÿฅบ
Talia: What is that? What are you doing?
Jon: ๐Ÿฅบ
Talia: I command you cease your behavior this instant.
Jon: ๐Ÿฅบ
Talia: I will consider this a draw. But do not speak of this to anyone.
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[at the park]
Lois: While your fathers are setting up the grill, you two can go down to the lake.
Talia: But remember what we told you.
Damian: If the toilets begin to skibidi, defend Jon. And the NPCs too.
Lois: And you, Jon?
Jon: Keep Dami safe 'cause he's gyatt human and isn't giving Kryptonian rizz.
Damian and Jon: *run off*
Lois: Do you gave any idea what they said?
Talia: Not a clue.
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gojosatoruwifey ยท 18 days
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ใ…กuniverse's interference
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๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ–‹๏ธ๐ŸŽ€ IF YOU WANT TO SEE ME WRITE MORE, SUPPORT MYย KO-FI๐ŸŽ€๐Ÿ–‹๏ธ๐Ÿ“œ want to see lnd men as your high school sweethearts? check it on my ko-fi. based from the daytime star extra chapter โ™ก(โ—•แ—œโ—•โœฟ)
this is it.
youโ€™ve done the impossible.
itโ€™s crystal clear that the earnest wish you have thought of as you are being ravished by your dear husband on the wedding night has successfully reached the universe.
what was that wish?
you stared at the most beautiful pair of eyes youโ€™ve ever seen, his adorable eyes staring back at you in curiosity. little arms try to make a grab of you as plump cheeks puff up, upset that he couldnโ€™t do what he wanted.
โ€œyou even have the same expression as your papa when he is upset.โ€ you laughed. the baby you have picked up is exactly the carbon copy of rafayel. your own genes didnโ€™t fight back. heck, it took you just one try.
โ€œmama!โ€ your son made grabby hands again, his little limbs wiggling in the air.
please, universe. give me a child who looks exactly like this man!
heart weak to the cuteness the baby is showing, you finally relented and embraced him. your son quickly holds you once youโ€™re within reach, his grip on your top is so strong that it even defies all laws of physics. you wonder how such strength is manifested from a small body.
itโ€™s amazing how the baby acts and looks like rafayel. the baby revels in your attention, eyes lighting up whenever his mama is on him as you coo at him for not making a fuss in eating the squash and carrots on his plate, the baby squealing in happiness because he beat his papa again. rafayel, who had been defeated, sulks while you are left to comfort the lemurian after you tuck the baby to sleep.
rafayel hasnโ€™t made any qualms about it, a smug expression on his features that the baby obviously inherited from him, pretending to be mad to make you comfort him a little longer.
โ€œso cute!โ€ you pepper the babyโ€™s face with kisses as your son giggles.
the babyโ€™s arrival in this world is nothing short of a miracle. after the twists and turns of your life, the sound of uncontrollable wails eases the weight as well as the pain, your teary eyes landing on your firstborn child. you woke up with rafayel taking care of his son, small and just a few hours alive.
now, a few months old. slightly wavy dusk purple hair, bluish pink eyes, refined nose and same lip shape โ€” yes, thereโ€™s no way people with working eyes can deny it. your son who resembles his father so much can even mistake rafayel for shrinking into a child. once, aunt talia visited, finally found a day off from her work, amazement was written on her face as she took a proper look at the baby.
โ€œwhoโ€™s the cutest in the world? of course, itโ€™s you!โ€
โ€œba!โ€
you heard a sigh behind you. โ€œlooks like i have to work hard to be your number one again.โ€
toned arms wrapped around your waist as you feel rafayel tugs you closer to him, giving you a swift kiss on the cheeks and the babyโ€™s. realizing his papa is here, the baby babbles nonsense in a scolding tone yet rafayel only finds this amusing as if he understands what his son is saying.
โ€œdunno about that, buddy.โ€ rafayel pokes the babyโ€™s round cheeks. โ€œyour mama loves me, you see, so she will let her hubby spoil her for a day, right?โ€ rafayel whispers against your ear as you feel your heart warm at his affection.
โ€œthomas will babysit this little one tomorrow.โ€ he takes the baby in his arms, watching the husband-son pair scene in front of you with a smile. the baby leans to his papaโ€™s chest, the beats lulling him to an afternoon nap, eyelashes fluttering close as rafayel hums a melody.
gingerly, rafayel leans down to capture your lips for a quick kiss, voice low, โ€œcan i have the honor of taking you out on a date, wifey?โ€
itโ€™s your turn to wrap your arms to rafayelโ€™s waist, resting over his warm shoulders. the wind carries his scent โ€” a hint of sea salt and a dominance of sweet, powdery notes. a nod is his answer. โ€œyouโ€™ve been busy with the opening of the exhibition and i kind ofโ€ฆโ€ you trailed off, โ€œmiss my husband.โ€
โ€œcare to repeat that? i think i didnโ€™t hear you for the first time.โ€ rafayel lightly yelps when you bite the flesh of his neck. he pouts, โ€œstingy.โ€
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