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One last prompt! How about Dad Shaw being the narcissistic, manipulative, abusive bastard he is, trying to pit the siblings against each other? But unbeknownst to him, he actually brings them closer together. Thanks Omni! You’re amazing! 😘

Aww! Thank you friend! And omg! You just have to give me some angst don't you 😭 Dad Shaw is always the perfect villain to the Sibs

Warning: depiction of child abuse, slapping, bruising, small amounts of blood, forcing children to fight each other

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"Again!"

Deckard tried to hide his flinch as their father's voice echoed harshly off the stone walls. He was forced to sit in his knees while he watched his siblings spar in front of him

The basement of their home was freezing, the few bare light bulbs barely lighting the space up. Instead, they casted horrible shadows on his younger siblings and showed off just how exhausted they were

There were no clocks or windows down there, so Deckard had no idea how long they had been going at it. Their father had barked at all of them to head downstairs for training after breakfast. They hadn't taken a break since

Deckard tried to ask, and then begged, their father to allow him to go fetch some water for his siblings, but received a stinging slap instead.

Now, he was forced to sit on the cold floor and watch as his siblings fought one another

They were covered in bruises and a few cuts from where they had landed on the stone floor. There was no padding on the floor to soften their falls and Deckard's heart clenched each time he saw them fall

One of Owen's eyes was swollen from Hattie had kicked him, but it didn't stop him from fighting. Especially not when Hattie had tried to comfort him when she had kicked him. Their father had instead screamed at her and dragged her back by her hair

Owen hadn't hesitated to stand up and tell him to let her go so they could continue sparring

But now, they were both panting and Deckard could tell Hattie was favoring her left side. He suspected that she had twisted her ankle after a particularly bad fall

But, the only thing Deckard could do was sit there, his fingers digging into his thighs and leaving creasant marks in his skin. He wanted so badly to stop this training and let his siblings rest

Never again did he want to see them beating each other until exhaustion

He watched as this next fight continued and Owen was able to sweep a leg out from Hattie, no doubt using her injury to his advantage

Their father always knew when one of them was going easy on the others. It often resulted in their father bringing out his belt

Hattie landed with a cut off sob, tears running down her cheeks as she looks over her hands. Deckard can see that their skinned and blood coats her palms. He has to stiffle the urge to rush her upstairs and clean out the wounds

"Pathetic!" Their father snaps. "How are you supposed to be my child? Can't even defend yourself!"

"Father, I-" She desperately pleads

"No! I knew the second you were brought home you weren't my child! Your mother is a lying whore! No child of mine would be this weak."

Deckard bites down on a growl. Hattie is his sister and their father's daughter. Their father had gotten several blood tests done showing it, but he never accepted the truth

Several more tears trail down Hattie's face as she sobs harder. Her breath is coming too fast and she looks over at Deckard for help

"Father, if she rests, she'll be in better condition tomorrow to train." Deckard says, but keeps his head bowed so not to meet the man's eyes

"If she's no good today, she won't be any better tomorrow!" His snaps

"She was good when we started." Owen hissed and clenched his fists tightly. His own knuckles were bruised horribly

"Did I ask you, boy?!"

Deckard nearly leapt to his feet as their father advanced on Owen and slapped him, causing him to sprawl on the floor

"All three of you are pathetic!" He spat. "Never obey any order I give you! For that, you can all rot down here!"

Not daring to move a muscle, Deckard watches as their father storms out of the basement and up the stairs. He can hear the door slam and lock behind him

In a blink of an eye, Deckard's by Owen's side and inspecting the damage done to his face. He can see Owen's refusing to let out any sort of noise of pain, biting his lip harshly. Next to them, Hattie is still sobbing as she crawls over to them

Without even thinking, Deckard is pulling Hattie into his lap and Owen into his side. They both clutch at him, Hattie whimpering and Owen soaking his shoulder

Deckard wants to reassure them and give them words of comfort, but he knows there's nothing to say

Their father will never love them again, and will continue to treat them this way. And Deckard knows that there's no way to stop him. All he can do is hold his siblings tighter against him

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I hope you enjoyed friend!

Luke: What’s your blood type?

Deckard: How would I know?

Luke: How would you not?

Deckard: Who am I? Karl Landsteiner, discoverer of blood groups?

Luke: You don’t know your own blood type, but you know who discovered them?

Would anyone be interested if i made a truly devious server? not rp, just so we can discuss the books and talk to people

Edit: I love all of you who replied with yes, but could you spread it?  Because I was thinking of making it themed, but i don’t want to put in so much effort for only 5-6 people to show up. Also, this server might be late, after March-ish, because its exam season for me. I hope you peeps understand!

Saw this on a friend’s timeline needed it …two of my favorite comics ever are X-Men and Captain America.

X-Men is about Civil Rights. If you didn’t get that, you didn’t get X-Men.

Black Panther is about Civil Rights. If you didn’t get that, you didn’t get Black Panther.

Captain America literally fought the Nazis. He is the embodiment of fighting the alt-right. If you didn’t get that, you didn’t get Captain America.

The Empire in Star Wars is fascist. The Rebel alliance is Anti-Fascist. If you didn’t get that, you didn’t get Star Wars.

The Punisher isn’t meant to be a role model for police or armed forces. So much so that the writers of The Punisher made him actively speak out against it in a comic. If you didn’t get that, you didn’t get The Punisher.

Deadpool is queer. He’s pansexual. Fact. If you didn’t get that you didn’t get Deadpool.

Star Trek is about equality for all genders, races, and sexualities. As early as the mid-60s it was taking a pro-choice stance and defending women’s right to choose. One of its clearest themes is accepting different cultures and appearances and working together for peace. (It’s also anti-capitalist and pro-vegan). If you didn’t get that, you didn’t get Star Trek.

Superman and Supergirl (and a whole host of other superheroes) are immigrants. The stance of those comics is pro-immigration and pro-equality and acceptance. If you didn’t get that, you didn’t get Superman or Supergirl.

Stan Lee said, “Racism and bigotry are among the deadliest social ills plaguing the world today.” If you’re bigoted or racist, you didn’t get any of the characters Stan Lee created.

The stories we grew up with all taught us to value other people and cultures and to treasure the differences between us. Only villains were xenophobic, or sexist, or racist, or totalitarian. I can’t understand how anyone can have missed that.

If you’re upset that there’s a black Spider-Man, or a black Captain America, or a female Thor, or that Ms. Marvel is Muslim, or that Captain Marvel was pro-feminism, or any of the other things right-wing “fans” say is “stealing their childhood” - you never got it in the first place. The things you claim are now “pandering to the lefties” were never on your side to begin with.

If you consider yourself a fan of these things, but you still think the LGBTQ+ community is too “in your face”, or have a problem with Black Lives Matter, or want to “take the country back from immigrants”, then you’re not really a fan at all.

Geek culture isn’t suddenly left-wing… it always was. You just grew up to be intolerant. You became the villain in the stories you used to love. Disagree? See yourself out.

(Copy and pasted from elsewhere, please share freely my friends)

Luke: say those three words

Deckard: I love you

Luke: I love you, too. But try again

Deckard:

Luke:

Deckard: I will behave

Luke: there we go

I didn’t have my glasses on and I thought that Angel was seducing Alastor by playing the djambay🪘

Angel wants to conquer Alastor, and food is the way to a man's heart. 🤭🤭

Knowing it works makes Alastor kinda angry

I love the legitimate fear in his eyes here.

It's less that he's shaken by the fact that he almost died, and more by the fact that he would have died a hero. A man willing to die for the justice of the denizens of Hell, believing in the friends he has to carry out the mission. And it's THAT fact, that possibility that his reputation would have been RUINED if not for pure dumb luck on his part, scares him. He would have been fine dying, he wouldn't give a shit if it was in the blaze of glory. But the fact that he would have died a HERO is what scares him more.

THAT'S how you write a good villain.

post-corruption

Shaw: Don’t that this the wrong way, but I love you.

Hobbs: So how exactly am I supposed to take that?