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ya’ll can compare and contrast & make venn diagrams about cats all you want, but we’re the kings & queens. ya’ll peasants af.

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Fun fact: they used tiger roars, grizzly bear roars, and F16 flybys for Mufasa's roar in Lion King because lion roars were too weak

because lion roars were too weak

because lion roars were too weak

because lion roars were too weak

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@madehiswar & @blackpanthcr.

-        - but can we agree that no one gives a shit about jaguars? what the shit is a jaguar?

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THAT’S A FUCKING LION.

the panther is a centuries old symbol to an advanced country. where is your tiger nation, huh? #TigersAreFat&Lazy

what’s that ?? i can’t hear you over the #MAJESTIC #ROAR #OFA #TIGER since… yaknow.. a tiger’s roar is almost always used for a televised… big cat’s roar… cos it’s so… powerful … hm

like this gem…. all… #Tiger’s roar

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Secret Six Issue 3 by Nicole Scott // DC Comics

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❛ -                   - when a frenchman and an ape think you’re not even worth killing, that’s a bit of adark day. i didn’t begin as a JOKE. i had — many advantages. and somehow, i’d allowed myself to become the lowest rung on an already short ladder. i’d let terror and stupidity dominate every part of my life. i once fought BATMAN to a standstill, and yet, years later, i was reduced to a weeping mass in my own home by green arrow. i abused women. anything weaker than myself, i despised. so i chose to murder my old life. to break its neck in AFRICA, where money is only good to start fires at night. I TRADED UP. ❜

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Birds of Prey 104

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Secret Six #8

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❛ -                   - when a frenchman and an ape think you’re not even worth killing, that’s a bit of adark day. i didn’t begin as a JOKE. i had — many advantages. and somehow, i’d allowed myself to become the lowest rung on an already short ladder. i’d let terror and stupidity dominate every part of my life. i once fought BATMAN to a standstill, and yet, years later, i was reduced to a weeping mass in my own home by green arrow. i abused women. anything weaker than myself, i despised. so i chose to murder my old life. to break its neck in AFRICA, where money is only good to start fires at night. I TRADED UP. ❜

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‘       ladies. gentlemen. you have EATEN well. you’ve eaten gotham’s wealth. its SPIRIT.            but your feast is nearly OVER. from this moment on… NONE of you are safe. 

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i don’t know what truly went on. i don’t care to know what went on. all i can say is this.

don’t be an asshole. it’s that simple. xoxo, homogay.

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Catwoman #25 by Terry Dodson

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solovagant:

     ‘how convenient, i have felt like trying out the whole blind routine.’  the SARCASM bleeds through ( and he blames it on his lack of sleep these past few nights ).  gaze remains fixed, and although he’s not the kind of person to seek a fight, he’s also not the kind of person to back down once provoked.  if he had HACKLES, they’d be raised.

      ❝ don’t let one word be your grave. ❞ again, not a threat. he wasn’t one with idle words. his claws did the talking for him, when they wanted to. with a sigh, his arms would cross as his gaze remained fixated upon the other. he wasn’t one to underestimate anyone ; he knew not what this man could ( or could not ) do. ❝ -              - want somethin’ or are you just taking in the view. ❞

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       sniff sniff. there it was again. this wouldn’t be a repeat of the past ; different circumstances, but it amused him that history would attempt to duplicate itself with him and the one known as the bat. ❝ what is it this time? i smell black pepper. ❞ this wasn’t the time for a fight ; but hey, if it came down to it, so be it. ❝ i’m looking for helena. either help me or get the fuck out of my way. ❞

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        ❝ unless you want to keep those EYES of yours ; stop with the staring. ❞ he’s a cat through and through, eyes upon his form can’t be unseen by him. call it a sixth sense if you will. nevertheless, he was in a blunt mood ; like normal, to be quite honest. however, today was a day where he would act upon his words if need be. his gaze back at the other was more than a promise ; it was the warning shot. 

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yo, it’s a starter call. let’s do the thing, xo.

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the mechanic was my ordinance man in ‘nam. he had a special genius for devising weapons and explosives… a genius that was almost terminated by a claymore mine in quảng trị province.  “ maybe its just as well, ”  he said when i first looked him up in the maryland veteran’s home…  ” guys like us, captain, we were trained for one thing only… killin’. what good are we to anybody without a war ?? ”  at the time, i didn’t have a good answer for the mechanic. i suppose i don’t really have one for him even now…

  — but i do have a war.

private. selective. frank castle. the PUNISHER.