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Орёл и Решка [Heads and Tails] (Georgiy Daneliya, 1995)
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If Disassembly Drones eyes are just normal vision, termal, night vision and ultra-violet cameras, then thermal phosphorus grenade should really badly damage their vision. (it generates light so bright that it overloads some of the cameras)

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ARTIST: Cliff McReynolds
Shooter 1x06
Caught in a granade explosion
"I won't die for you!"
Civillian was starring at Super Villain wide eyed where they were lounging comfortably in their control room chair. All ruffles and shiny new costume. And completely mesmerised by the fidget spinner they were idly twirling between their fingers.
"Why not?"
Super Villain didn't raise their voice. They didn't even look up.
"Because I don't want to die!"
"I'd jump in front of a train for ya...
But you won't do the same."
They were singing the lyrics in a hushed voice, barelly loud enough for Civillian to hear. A twisted smile playing on their lips.
"You're goddamn immortal. Almost indestructable." Civillian was all but shouting.
"Still. I'd do it."
"Fucking perfect."
Super Villain smiled, twirled the purple plastic toy and smiled some more.
"Oh take, take, take it all, but you never give. Should have known you was trouble..."
"You're a hypocrite. That's what you are." Civillian hissed.
Super Villain did look up at that.
"Oh?" The way they said it promised trouble.
Civillian didn't seem to care eighter way.
"How is this even a conversation we're having? I can't die. Then I'll be gone. How does that not get into your head?"
"But it's the ultimate demonstration of love." Super Villain pouted. It did nothing to make them look any less threatening. "Don't you love me?"
Civillian actually sighed at that.
"Of course I love you. I'd do anything for you." Their voice was much softer now.
"To give me all your love is all I ever asked."
"And my life. You asked for my life. Remember? Just now, when you asked: Would you die for me, baby?"
"Oh, but it's part of the song." Super Villain whined. "It's about the drama and the aesthetics."
"Won't die for that eighter. Maybe hero will offer themselves up. Isn't that their kink?"
Civillian nodded to the corner where a bloody and brusied Hero was cowering. They weren't tied up but it wasn't necessary. They were sitting curled in on themselves and still shaking.
"Hm." Super Villain said, only mildly interested. "I had forgotten about them."
"Hey Hero" Civillian called out. "Since you're already here, come and help us settle this debate."
The hero was quite obviously terrified but they got to their feet instantly. Tears were streaking their face and they were wobbly on their feet.
"I- I don't know- I don't know, what's-"
Their voice was so hoarse and broken it was barely recognicable as such.
Super Villain smiled softly. "My love and I are debating wether or not they should sacrifice their life for our eternal love. They say No because they are a total party pooper. But wouldn't that be terribly boring?"
They leaned forwards and seemed genuinely interested in the heros answer. Civillian huffed out an annoyed breath and crossed their arms over their chest.
Heros frightened eyes skipped from Super Villain to Civillian and back.
"I think... you should respect their desire to live. Anyones desire to... actually."
They squieked when Super Villain abruptly leaned back in their seat.
"Bah. Should have known you were boring."
Civillian smirked gratified. "Told you, dear. And I do love you."
"YOU'RE A LIAR 'cause you never, ever, ever did, baby."
"Oh, that's mature."
A manic smile spread across Super Villains face.
"Take a bullet straight through the brain for ya. Shoot Hero for me, will you?"
Civillian didn't hesitate. They drew their gun and took the shot. Straight through the eye. Hero didn't even have time to react to their impending death.
Heros lifeless body crumbled to the floor. Blood seeping out of the hole in their skull.
Super Villain giggled. They fixed their eyes on Civillian.
"Now do yourself and prove that you love me."
"We've been over this!"
This cute - not so cute - little story was inspired by a conversation with my sibling about how 'granade' by Bruno Mars was totally written from the perspective of a super villain talking to their mortal lover. Once you see it you can't unsee it. Also, check out this brilliant cover.