#dazzleshe

OH GOD WHY GLITTER | @dazzleshe 

          Wai— SHIT. Everything happens WAY TOO FAST for his reflexes to even register what’s happening ( how can that even be possible? ) until it’s too late, too late to reverse the damage that is about to happen. It is only the sensation of pressure he feels, something hitting him right in the chest before it EXPLODES into a cloud of blue sparkles. 

     … 

       Blue sparkles… 

              …It’s glitter. 

                     It’s fucking glitter. 

          Moving is one of the worst possible ideas that Nero could come up with and yet he still goes along with it. He sits up, the movement of his body throwing the sparkling disease all gathered in his lap and legs to drop and SPREAD ALL OVER THE ROOM. This is going to be so fucking difficult clean up– Actually not difficult, but downright IMPOSSIBLE. This arts and crafts STD will be haunting him until the day he dies, no doubt. 

          ‘  KILLING ME WOULD HAVE BEEN A BETTER PUNISHMENT THAN THIS.  ’ He shouts at no one in particular ( actually he is shouting at someone, shouting at the hidden or no-longer-there culprit ) while still fruitlessly and stupidly pats at himself in an attempt to get at least some of that glitter off of him. 

         LIKE A PRINCESS OF POP . glitter and pink surround her in a way that’s almost blinding to the witch . she doesn’t know how she feels about this aura , preferring darker hues within people . she’s recognizable though , it’s just that eden is shit at faces . ‘ i know you ... i think . ’

“can you tell me what happened out there? is anyone hurt?”

          “ You’re probably the only person on Earth able to fight my meta-gene, & that’s saying something.”     Especially when you knew that her Canary Cry had a way to kill people when being out of control, or cause Superman’s ears to blood to death... Dinah wasn’t oblivious, she perfectly noticed the way the younger woman was acting around her, & there was two types of flirting. Only had to find out which one she was begging for.      “ I could be your mother, Allison, so if I were you, I’d tune down, kiddo. ” 

            she appraises her for a moment. they could be ｓｉｓｔｅｒｓ, really and truly. the crescent framing her right eye matches the bolt running down dazzler’s face. hell, even their hero names are similar. dazzler and dagger? c’mon now people. that’s without even mentioning their powers. 

sighing, she forced whatever hostility had settled over her shoulders to fall from her shoulders... like a cloak. “𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘥𝘢𝘻𝘻𝘭𝘦𝘳. 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 - 𝘥𝘢𝘻𝘻𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. ”