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charlietheepicwriter7 · 6 months
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Some Business Bozo puts a hit out on Vlad. It's one of Vlad's earliest victims, back before he knew how to properly cover his tracks but there were so few metas no one knew exactly what the hell happened. BB had his entire fortune and company stolen and has spent the rest of his life building up enough fortune to hire the best assassin to murder this bastard.
Enter Slade Wilson.
Slade has recently accepted the job to kill Vlad Masters. During preliminary research, Slade discovers Daniel Masters, formerly Fenton, the godchild Vlad adopted after his family died in an accident. The godchild who despises Masters for murdering his friends and family. The godchild who is willing to sell Masters out in a heartbeat if it means being free.
The Terminator and the Ghost Boy strike a deal. Slade even grows fond of the little maniac.
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petite-phthora · 8 months
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This yours?
[DP x DC fic]
[Love at first... murder? - part 12]
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Part 1
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Somewhere else, in a seemingly abandoned building on the outskirts of the city, a figure shrouded in darkness and wearing a dark cloak plots.
In front of them is a whiteboard. It’s covered in pictures, sticky notes, and illegible texts. Some of the notes thrown about that are legible are ‘fight…’, ‘draw blood.’, and ‘DEATH!!!’.
There’s a crude stick figure drawn in the corner of the board, it’s impaled. Other small doodles can also be found all around the board.
Most of the information and pictures are connected by red strings, like you see in movies.
In the middle is a picture of 2 people sitting on a motorcycle, the arms of the person sitting in the back are around the waist of the person sitting in the front. The picture has some arrows pointing towards it and the people in the picture are very obviously circled.
Though the face of the person driving the motorcycle is obscured by their helmet, the other person seems to be heavily blushing and grinning broadly.
“Yes… yes! That’s it! I know what to do…” They seem to be speaking to themselves.
Quickly, the person scribbles down a barely legible ‘sacrifice!!‘.
They start cackling.
“Mwuahaha!”
It’s an evil laugh they’ve been working on for quite a while now, and they’re pretty proud of it.
However, the effect is slightly ruined when a fly enters their mouth, cutting off their cackling with choking as they gasp for air, grasping at their throat.
A few good thumps against their chest, with some coughing out their lungs, helps them dislodge the fly from their throat and they spit it out on the ground. They take a few deep breaths before straightening up again.
“Curse you” the person exclaims, angrily waving their fist at the fly as it flies away.
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Bruce’s face gives off nothing as he stares at the streets down below. He’s dressed as Batman, crouched at the edge of a building with Damian by his side as Robin. Spoiler, Black Bat, Nightwing, and Red Robin are further back on the rooftop.
They watch in silence as another group of the Joker’s goons passes by. They’ve been all over the city, wandering around, not doing anything obviously illegal.
They don’t stay in one place and they don’t seem to have much of a purpose. No attacks… No stealing… No smuggling or transport of goods… No, instead they’re inspecting every single inch of the city.
They don’t seem to have any weapons on them. All they’re carrying on them are some flashlights. While most don’t give anything away with their body language or expressions, some seem to give off a bit of anxious energy.
Spoiler claimed she even saw some of them climb down into the sewers earlier and then climbing out again sometime later somewhere else, but this time ‘dejected and stinky’.
One thing seems clear to the Bats.
They’re searching for something… or someone.
“This basically confirms that not even the Joker’s henchmen know where he is. He’s missing.”
“I’m not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing”
“Good… thing?”
“It’s… something. That’s for sure.”
“We don’t know if he’s really missing. For all we know it could be a trap. What if the Joker is hiding, pretending to be missing to have us bring our guard down? Besides, how could he be missing? He’s the Joker. No one’s just gonna kidnap him”
“For all we know he could be lying dead in a ditch somewhere”
“I highly doubt that”
“Everyone, focus” Bruce speaks up, having them draw their attention to him.
“It’s unclear whether the Joker is simply hiding away or missing. Instead of focusing on the why, we need to focus on the where. Missing or not, we need to find him and get him back to Arkham. Oracle, have you managed to find out anything from the footage yet?”
“Nope, still nothing. All the files from the moment he enters Crime Alley are wiped and any attempt at recovering them only brings back corrupted files.”
 “We need Red Hood. Where is he?” Bruce asks.
“He still has his phone on silent and he has removed the trackers and cams. We haven’t placed any new ones on him yet”
“Let’s visit him on his turf then. And keep an eye out for anything suspicious in the meantime. Oracle, try recovering the missing files. If that doesn’t work, go back to the breakout footage. Perhaps he left some kind of clues about his plans or whereabouts behind there.” Bruce states.
“Roger that.”
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Red Hood has his arms by his sides as he gazes down upon the street below from the rooftop of a random apartment building in Crime Alley.
He’s lucky to have avoided the Bats so far. But he doubts his luck will last for long.
Red Hood stiffens as he suddenly feels something clamp down on his arm. As a reflex, his other hand has already drawn his gun.
He slowly raises the arm he felt something clamp down on and looks at it, only to make eye contact with a girl with black hair and blue eyes who has sunk her teeth into his arm and is now hanging off of it.
The teeth are sharp, as the girl seems to have some small fangs. They’ve gone through his jacket and sunken into his skin.
It doesn’t really hurt all that badly though, probably hasn’t even drawn much blood, and that’s one of the only reasons Jason hasn’t flung the kid off of him yet. Another reason is the fact that it’s a kid.
They both stare at each other for several seconds.
As Jason takes her appearance in, he notices that she seems rather familiar. In fact, she looks like a more feminine version of Danny, or if Danny had a twin.
The person hanging off of his arm looks younger than Danny though, probably a teenager around 13 or 14, if he had to make a guess.
Slowly, he puts his gun away and takes out his phone with his other hand, watching the random girl’s eyes follow his movements. He raises it level with her face and snaps a picture, quickly sending it to Danny and ignoring the girl’s curious gaze while she’s still hanging onto his arm by her fucking teeth.
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Meanwhile, Danny checks his phone to see Red Hood sent him a message. He opens it and is greeted by a picture of Ellie in human form biting down on Red Hood’s arm with the caption ‘this yours???’
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@i-always-say-yea   @uraniumwizard    @why-must-i-be-like-this   @griffinthing
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artsy-hobbitses · 1 year
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More Humanformers content coming your way!  This time I really wanted to pin down Baby!Springer to feature in a bunch of Prowl bits (Principled Bastard Man is taking centre stage again thanks to his prominence in the @represent-zine continuity cover I’m working on, keep an eye out for it!).
Baby’s tiger plush is a gift from Prowl who:
Calls them hǔ zǐ (tiger cub) as a nickname, not realising it’s the same nickname his old handler he doesn’t remember  used to call him (thus passing down the love from her the institute which commissioned him thought they had Mnemosurgeried out of him)
Realises that like him in his youth, Springer has nothing to call their own, and whatever they were given had a Purpose, ie. Puzzles and IQ/dexterity devices given to them as part of their training under Tarantulas, so he gives them something entirely their own which has No Purpose outside of being a companion and source of comfort on nights where he and Kup are away on missions (It’s baby’s favourite toy after they get over the novelty/bemusement of it being Not Useful, but Nice and Cozy and a good listener!).
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subsequentibis · 5 months
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i can't stress enough how badly the man who sold the world tape in mgsv made me need to like bite my own arm off and run around in circles. i'd been told venom was a body double before i started watching my bf play so that wasn't surprising but the way it was FRAMED did things to me. he's not an imposter or a stand in or a false double he IS big boss because they are both together big boss because big boss is just the legend not the man and now he is part of the legend and his actions are in service of the grand plan and he's PART of the narrative and of equal importance and and and. and he walks through the mirror and accepts it and thrives in it and dies for it.
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stardusthuntress · 3 months
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So I finally watched the 2D clone wars show, and I gotta say, it’s PHENOMENAL!!!
I now adore every second of it, in all of its sassy, oversimplified, primitively scripted, 2D glory!!!
I LOVE how Kenobi spends practically the whole time 100% done with everything, Anakin really is a disaster at heart, half the time the animators zoom in on something, just to start at a picture of a droids face while it talks - with zero motion whatsoever, Windu’s rocket punches, Yoda’s dramatic expressions, PADME and the marriage drama, the bazooka ARC (that guy had tired Rex energy, I LOVED it), a very different perspective of the moments right before Kenobi and Skywalker enter the battle of Coruscant, and it clearly was so inspirational for so many other SW shows!!! Not to mention how it flushes out so many things I’ve always wondered about!
And this is where the tradition of warning Anakin of his fate begins! And he still doesn’t get it! AND he’s 100% dramatic ALL THE TIME!!!
It’s amazing!!!
But it does bother me how many of the clones are truly treated as disposable! It’s like the only ones that make it out of the conflicts are the Jedi and the Sith! They just got mowed down left, right, and center!!! It was so cruel to them!!! And they mostly avoided giving ANY of them names!!! Cody was in it, and 1 other named guy but I couldn’t figure out what his name was. The Commander in red who led the ARCs! They were the only clones that (mostly) survived!!! It was so sad to watch them all just get disposed of so quickly and easily! They didn’t have to do that!!!
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princesssarcastia · 7 months
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over the last few years i've increasingly come around on the superman-superboy conundrum, i.e. "how clark kent responds to the creation and discovery of Kon, his clone." and by that I mean I increasingly refuse to view clark's refusal to engage as inappropriate or wrong.
obviously, any scenario where clark thinks kon is inherently evil and should be spied on/locked up/etc., he's in the wrong. but just not wanting kon in his life? that, i don't disagree with.
like. there's a pretty clear irl parallel to this situation, from clark's perspective. gee, how do people normally end up with children they didn't ask for, against their will? maybe they shouldn't be forced to change their minds vis a vis how they respond to that scenario. maybe characters shouldn't be shaming clark for not wanting to engage with a child that was created without his knowledge or consent—a child that, if his knowledge or consent had been sought, would never have existed.
it's his right to refuse to integrate kon into his life, actually.
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desperatecheesecubes · 7 months
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The Superboy run really is at its best when it tackles clones being treated as property
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bugfail · 9 months
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me when I am so full of whimsy and joy about how AI can be used as a gateway to creativity and help current creatives, and then I remember the horrors
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forevercloudnine · 2 years
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Pamela Isley in Batman Secret Files: The Gardener (2021)
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fayesdiary · 2 years
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I'm calling it rn, this new fell dragon is gonna be Grima's unloved child some Grima cult member made in their basement
Like parent like child
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ichimerapunk · 2 months
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Plot Bunny: Danny Is A Clone but with a Twist
Fanfics where Danny is a clone of one of the Bats are not unheard of; however, what about this twist to the idea:
So, writer’s choice on how it happens but regardless Danny and Tim realize they are an exact DNA match to each other. Everyone is assuming clone, but Danny has memories of growing up as a Fenton. Despite Danny’s disagreement, the Bats assume that false memories might be at play, but Danny’s birth records are proven to be real and show Danny is only a few months younger than Tim.
After some digging, they uncover that Danny is indeed a clone of Tim except it was because of a fertility clinic error. That Tim’s parents, Janet and Jack Drake, had used a fertility clinic to insure the one baby she was willing to have would come out with all their desired traits (male, no genetic defects, whatnot.). Once the ideal zygote was created it was cloned to have plenty to work with however many insemination procedures it might take.
However, because of an error, some of those eggs ended up being used for Danny’s parents when they used the clinic some weeks/months later. (Without their knowledge and certainly without the Drake’s consent.) And because his parents assumed Danny got his black hair and blue eyes from his dad, they never second-guessed Danny as not being their bio son. 
So, Danny is reeling realizing his parents aren’t his bio parents and Tim is reeling over the news he might not even be ‘the original’ considering how many fertilized eggs are generally used during IVF.   
So yeah, clones but not out of some nefarious plot or anything. Just mundane human error, dumb luck, and chance.
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Flash, on Tik Tok: put a finger down hero edition!
Flash: *points at Superman and Conner*
Flash: put a finger down if you've ever been cloned without your consent by a billionaire who wanted to use said clone to kill and replace you! And now you're coworkers!
Danny, sitting in his car, face completely blank, in a Tik Tok duet: *puts a finger down*
Dani: *pops her head over the seat and makes eye contact with the camera at the exact same moment*
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scarafvcker · 10 months
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synopsis: scaramouche finds himself in his room, having to deal with his own frustrations (i.e. dottore gives scara a cock and now he has to jack off to thoughts of you)
cws: masturbation, dirty thoughts (breeding + a whole lot of positions), chubby!afab!kitsune!reader
word count: 700+
part 2
“that stupid doctor.. that stupid fox..” scaramouche muttered to himself, pressing his forehead against the wall of his bedroom. he glared down at the tent that started to grow in his shorts, cursing dottore for giving him that configuration without his consent or knowledge. now, the puppet had to experience his first erection despite his many, many years of walking teyvat—and it’s all because of you.. and one of dottore’s clones’ sick idea of a joke.
you’re just supposed to be that kitsune he found all those years ago in inazuma, the one that decided to stick with him like a thorn in his side. but thanks to that stupid configuration, all he can think of is how he wants to pull at your fluffy tail while he slams his cock deep into your puffy cunt.
he doesn’t get it.. how a simple body part can completely cloud his mind.. and with thoughts of you, no less. his cock is painfully erect, pushing against the confines of his shorts and begging to be let out. despite his lack of experience with these types of things, he pulls his shorts down and wraps his hand around his thick cock. he truly has no clue what to do, doing whatever comes to mind and just going along with it. he pumps his hand around himself, wincing a little before he reaches his hand up and spits on it. he brings his now moistened hand back to his shaft, letting out a breathy gasp as he starts pumping it again.
his free arm slides up the wall, serving as a separation between his sweaty forehead and the cold wall. his indigo eyes glance over his cock for the first time, glaring at the sight of how his long, slender fingers can just barely wrap around his own girth. archons, his cock would split you open and he can’t help the way his pretty, pink tip leaks at the thought.
he reaches his thumb up, using it to swirl that translucent substance all around his sensitive tip, causing a guttural groan to escape his mouth. his eyes flutter shut and he allows his mind to take over.
god, how he wishes it was your pussy instead of his fist he was fucking. he’d use his hands to grope and grab at every single inch of your body, bending you into every single position his mind could think of. he’d latch his mouth onto your tits, licking and sucking on them while he ruts into you from above. he’d bite at your neck while pinning your plush thighs against your chest. he’d pound you from behind while his hands reach around you and grope at your belly. he’d grab a fistful of your hair while his other hand pressed you against the bed.
he needs to see your pretty little face all fucked out and sweaty, drooling and flushed. he needs to hear the pathetic sounds you make, gasps, moans, screams, whines, whimpers, pants, anything. he needs to see the way your pretty little pussy takes in his cock over and over again, drooling and twitching so deliciously. he needs to hear the obscene noises of his cock stirring up your insides, the sound of your wet cunt, the sound of his balls slapping against your ass, the sound of his hips slamming against your own.
he wonders if you would beg to be bred, letting your animal instincts take over and cry for him to fill you up. he wonders if he could breed you, if he could get you nice and round and full of his kids.
he has to see the face you make when he spills his cum deep inside you. he has to see the way it spills out of you when he pulls out. he has to see the way your hole twitches when he pushes it back inside. he has to hear how you moan when he fills you up. he has to hear how you whine as he pushes his cum back into your abused hole. he has to see it all. he has to hear it all. he has to feel it all.
for now though, he has to clean his cum off of his hands and the wall.
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maidenvault · 28 days
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A really underrated part of how the inhibitor chips are handled in canon is the fact that they can't be removed without an invasive procedure that has some risk. Whenever a character has his taken out it’s never necessarily an easy choice, a symbolic reminder that it takes bravery to choose not to be controlled by a system, and it gives these moments a lot more emotionality and impact because it’s not just a convenient plot device to restore or preserve their agency.
The most heroic moment Fives has is when learns he has this thing in him and he doesn't even hesitate to tell AZI to get it out, even if trying might kill him, because it so brazenly defies the way all clones have been positioned as powerless pawns whose individuality and choices ultimately won't matter in the big plan. When Rex has been activated and manages to get out just enough words to tell Ahsoka what to do to help him, it's a pretty powerful way of showing how much he trusts her at the end of their journey together throughout the war. Wrecker is the most hesitant to have his removed because he's scared of surgery but sees it's what is safest for everyone.
And thinking about it this way makes me appreciate why Rex's resistance has generally only been acting to help clones that have already willingly turned on the Empire, even though they always try not to hurt the others who may still on some level not be in control of themselves and, some could say, also need help. It makes me understand why the Batch couldn't just try to capture Crosshair at some point in season 1 and make him get his chip removed, something he'd never agree to while still under its influence.
It's implied that the Kaminoans subjected the Batch and Omega to a lot of scary and probably painful tests and procedures as they grew up - so much that Omega understands Echo being triggered by waking up hooked up to monitors and she dreads going back to being used in a lab. Fandom plays this up for angst in fanworks and rightfully calls the Kaminoans horrible for denying them agency over their own bodies in this and many other ways. Even if for a much better reason, the clone troopers who've left the Empire don't really have the right to treat their brothers that way and risk their safety when they're not in a state of being able to consent to it.
Just as none of the clones can reasonably hold themselves accountable for things they've done because of the inhibitor chips, they also can't be considered responsible for saving each other from being controlled by them. It's the Emperor and the Kaminoans that did this to all of them.
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waterisntreal · 10 months
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I know everyone gives Tim shit for trying to clone Bart and Kon when they died but how come no one talks about how Bart experimented on Kon without his knowledge or consent just because he thought Kon was sad about losing his powers
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follow-up-news · 9 months
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More than 70 years after doctors at Johns Hopkins Hospital took Henrietta Lacks’ cervical cells without her knowledge, a lawyer for her descendants said they have reached a settlement with a biotechnology company they sued in 2021, accusing its leaders of reaping billions of dollars from a racist medical system. Tissue taken from the Black woman’s tumor before she died of cervical cancer became the first human cells to be successfully cloned. Reproduced infinitely ever since, HeLa cells have become a cornerstone of modern medicine, enabling countless scientific and medical innovations, including the development of the polio vaccine, genetic mapping and even Covid-19 vaccines. Despite that incalculable impact, the Lacks family had never been compensated. Doctors harvested Lacks’ cells in 1951, long before the advent of consent procedures used in medicine and scientific research today, but lawyers for her family argued that Thermo Fisher Scientific Inc., of Waltham, Massachusetts, has continued to commercialize the results well after the origins of the HeLa cell line became well known. Attorney Ben Crump, who represents the Lacks family, announced the settlement late Monday. He said the terms of the agreement are confidential. “The parties are pleased that they were able to find a way to resolve this matter outside of Court and will have no further comment about the settlement,” Crump said in a statement.
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