Kourtney kardashian chest tattoo

japanese to english for a tattoo

2023.06.08 13:32 swagmf_ japanese to english for a tattoo

hello! i just want to check that ' 胸がはち切れそうで ' means 'my chest is about to burst'. it's from a song and i want to get it tattooed. i was also wondering if the translation is open to interpretation in terms of feelings, or can it only be in reference to sadness -- as in, my chest is about to burst (from misery)
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2023.06.08 12:21 unsung_flor Mason Disick, 13, reappears in mom Kourtney Kardashian's new vacation photos and talks about brother, 8

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2023.06.08 12:18 unsung_flor Mason Disick, 13, reappears in mom Kourtney Kardashian's new vacation photos and talks about brother, 8

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2023.06.08 12:18 unsung_flor Mason Disick, 13, reappears in mom Kourtney Kardashian's new vacation photos and talks about brother, 8

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2023.06.08 10:16 reptileobsessedchild tattoos pre-top surgery

hi y'all,
I was wondering, what locations around the chest can I get tattooed pre-top surgery? would a collarbone tattoo be okay? What about an upper chest tattoo? If it matters, I have a pretty small chest. Thanks guys :))
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2023.06.08 09:05 Familiar_Buffalo2285 Now WHY is Kourtney “sustainability director for Boohoo” ?? 😶

Now WHY is Kourtney “sustainability director for Boohoo” ?? 😶
First I’m hearing of it on tonight’s episode. Not only is it embarrassing to work with them, what the hell do they expect us to think she’s doing 🤦🏼‍♀️
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2023.06.08 06:54 Competitive_Pea_3878 Eyes Of Beriel

The Coven of Corruption is not the only threat with which the Elven Dominion must contend. Due east beyond the Great Forest, the Sundered Peaks rise upwards like jagged swords disappearing into the skies Rangers of the Kingdom Of Astonia had been investigating and infiltrating smuggling operations that had suddenly materialized in the foothills of the mountain range. Operatives discovered that smuggling rings supplied a single organization nested in the area, calling themselves the Eyes of Beriel. Their report: 1st Echelon Ranger Brunelis: "We have made contact with individuals belonging to the so called Eyes Of Beriel. They have distinctive pale white or bluish skin and bore black tattoos upon their skin and orange glowing sigils. The male subjects seemed subservient and bereft of facial expressions. They followed and acted only upon the instruction of an unidentified female of similar features. This individual however manifested signs of having received instruction in the ethereal arts Embedded in her chest could be seen an orb or an eye of orange coloring. Possible ARTIFACT further investigation warranted. Items delivered by smugglers included, medicinal herbs, surgical tools, food supplies and weapons. An unknown artifact is rumored to have been a part of the delivery but this I could not confirm." The Kingdom Of Astonia claims to have received no further communications from the lead ranger involved in the operation and subsequently informed Dominion agents in the area. The operatives involved have disappeared without a trace along with most of the smugglers. The few criminals involved that could be tracked and found in the forest had been driven to insanity. Some whispered some screamed: ONLY THROUGH HIS EYES CAN THE TRUTH OF THIS WORLD BEE SEEN!
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2023.06.08 06:05 FlamboyantCursor Kourtney Kardashian admits she's "removed" from the family group chat due to a heated feud with Kim

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2023.06.08 05:57 FlamboyantCursor Kourtney Kardashian admits she's "removed" from the family group chat due to a heated feud with Kim

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2023.06.08 05:47 NearbyRepublics Kourtney Kardashian admits she 'removed herself' from the family group chat due to nasty feud with Kim

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2023.06.08 05:45 NearbyRepublics Kourtney Kardashian admits she's "removed" from the family group chat due to a heated feud with Kim

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2023.06.08 05:40 FlamboyantCursor Kourtney Kardashian admits she 'removed herself' from the family group chat due to nasty feud with Kim

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2023.06.08 05:35 FlamboyantCursor Kourtney Kardashian admits she 'removed herself' from the family group chat due to nasty feud with Kim

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2023.06.08 05:31 FlamboyantCursor Kourtney Kardashian admits she 'removed herself' from the family group chat due to nasty feud with Kim

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2023.06.08 04:17 Verastahl Do you feel something crawling on you?

I woke up at the sound of a woman’s voice asking me the question. The voice was familiar, but only a little. Had I just met her? Where were we at? I was on a bed, wasn’t I? Had we…
…fucked everything up when the railroad closed down the line through Tulson. I don’t know if that was true or not. Other than big shipments that were too heavy for planes or trucks, did anyone use trains any more? Either way, it was five years to the day that they ran the last train down the track that the killings started and no one could leave town anymore.
They called it the Death Train, which made no sense for a number of reasons. First of all, it wasn’t a train. It was Harvey Stark in his old conductor’s outfit, riding around on Jeff Humbolt like he was a prize-bull. Stark was a little guy, sure, and Jeff was built like a brick shithouse, so he could tote Stark around on his shoulders with no problem. If that was all it was, people would have snickered and went about their day.
But Jeff had on one of those strap-on head lamps and Stark had that whistle he would start blowing when he felt the need to warn someone that the train was coming. Except instead of a train, it was a 400 pound naked man, shaved clean and slick with sweat, a machete in each hand, and a hard erection in-between, making Goddamn train noises while the little fucker on his back tooted that horn and spurred him on like a prize stallion.
You’d think people would see it coming and run away, but no. The first three or four just stood there, staring in confusion as the pair Master Blastered their way toward them and started hacking them to bits. By that point the police had tried to stop them, but nothing put them down or even seemed to hurt them for long. The cops had fired until the train turned its glowing eye on them, and then even the ones that tried to run got run down. The next day, we found forty or so bloody and deformed bullets in the street, like the old Death Train had just shit them back out. Maybe it had.
But none of this made sense did it? I didn’t live in this place, and yeah, I knew and remembered all this stuff, but what kind of nonsense was it? And had it really happened to me or was all of it just a dream I needed to…
“…wake up, man! I’m trying to give you a chance here.”
I gasped as a small hand slapped me across my face. “Wha? Jesus! What’s going on?”
A small lamp turned on next to me and I saw the girl sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes narrowed as she stared at me. I remembered her. She was cute. I’d met her at the bar and…
“Snap out of it, okay? You awake? You with me?”
I felt myself wanting to go back to sleep, but fought the urge. She might slap me again. “I’m awake. You hit me.”
Rolling her eyes, she let out a sigh. “Do you feel something crawling on you?”
My eyes widened as I realized I did. Panicking, I began frantically brushing of my chest. “What is it, get it off me…I…I don’t see anything.”
She nodded. “Oh, it’s there, we just can’t see it or touch it this early. But you’ve got bigger issues. What you were just in? It’s called a Hatter’s Dream. It’s not a normal dream and if you let yourself, you can get trapped there. Lose your mind there.”
I stared at her. “What? How? Why?”
She started to speak and then lowered her gaze before she went on. “The short version is that I roofied you. We didn’t have sex or anything, I just…drew on you.” She gestured to a spot on my arm. There was a small black circle connected to a black rectangle that flared out at the bottom.
“What…you drew…what is that?” The woman gave a little laugh as she held up her hand to show a similar, more refined tattoo on the back. “It’s um, it’s a keyhole. I’m just not much of an artist. Just made it with a marker and, well, a bit of my blood and spit mixed in.”
I pushed away from her as I sat up more in the bed. “What the fuck? What are you sick with?”
Her expression was unreadable as she met my eyes. “Me? Nothing now, I mean, thanks to you. It’s not like a normal disease. It moves around but doesn’t leave anything behind. You give it with a keyhole and um, the spit and blood thing.”
I started shaking my head. “You’re fucking crazy.”
She laughed again. “No, I don’t think so, not anymore. It stopped crawling on me as soon as I put myself into the drawing. But my father was crazy. He was crazy for nearly two years before I would listen to him.” I saw she was crying now. “He told me these stories about a madness he’d found, not a problem with the brain or the mind, but a living thing that hunted and crawled from person to person until they were drained dry. When I finally got desperate enough to have him back, I started to pay attention, and it didn’t take long before I believed. He wanted me to help him escape the hospital so he could find someone to give it to, but I knew that would never work. And…and I could see his grip was slipping.” She wiped at her eyes. “So I finally convinced him to teach me what needed to be done and give it to me, just for a little while. He made me promise to find someone cruel and evil that deserved it, but how do I know? And I couldn’t stand feeling it on me, knowing that it was burrowing into my brain.”
I shuddered. She was right. I could feel it still, like a faint breeze that wasn’t there, not just on my chest, but in the dark behind my eyes. Rustling around, feeling for cracks and wounds to exploit. “Jesus. Stop.”
She grabbed my hand. “No. You need to understand. I need you to understand so you have a chance. I didn’t do this to fuck you up or ruin your life. It’s not personal. I did it to save me and my Dad. And you can do the same thing that I did, and maybe you can find someone that actually deserves it. Just stay awake. Get tons of caffeine or pills or whatever.”
I grabbed her arm back, my teeth clenched. “Why don’t I just put it back in you?”
She shook her head as she waved her other hand again. “It won’t work. Dad says it won’t take the same keyhole twice.” Standing up, she pulled away and stepped to the other side of the room. “Still, I figured you’d be pissed. That’s why I’m going to leave before the roofie is gone enough for you to chase me.”
I tried to move my legs and she was right. They were there and I could feel them, but everything still felt loose and liquid below my waist. “You fucking bitch.”
The woman nodded. “Yeah, I guess I am. And I am sorry. Good luck.” And then she was gone.
It was another thirty minutes before I could get up and walk to the door. We’d been in a cheap motel room not far from a bar I remembered going to, but this late all the buses were gone and taxis were few and far between. I wound up sitting on a bench for nearly an hour waiting for a rideshare to come, dipping in and out of strange dreams the entire time.
I debated calling the police, but I wasn’t sure what to tell them. And it was embarrassing. Drugged by some cute but insane woman that drew on me and made up some bizarre story? I decided to just get home, get some sleep, and decide what to do the next morning.
Except I didn’t wake up the next morning. Instead it was three days later, I was laying in a bed covered with dried piss and shit, and I was so dehydrated that I had to crawl to the bathroom to drink out of the toilet because I couldn’t reach the sink. I remembered where I’d been.
It wasn’t just one place. Some of the time I was back in the town that was being terrorized by the Death Train. Other times I was underground somewhere, crawling through a tunnel littered with wrappers and bits of candy. I spent several hours in a building with fleshy walls that bled when you touched them and groaned with every step you took. Something lived in those walls and was after me, so I had to keep moving despite the stink and the noise and the blood. On and on through one terrible thing and then another, and the entire time, my unseen invader was crawling all over me, probing me and lightly biting as though testing the flavor of its newfound meat.
I say all of this because I want you to understand that I believe you now. And I want you to know that, like you said, it’s not personal.
“It’s not going to work, I already told you!”
I laugh a little, turning on the headlamp so I can see better in the darkened room I finally found her holed up in after weeks of tracking her down. “I disagree. I’ve given it a lot of thought. I can still give it to you, I just need to get rid of your little keyhole.”
She was crying hard now as she tried to pull free from her restraints. “It’s a tattoo. He made me get a tattoo so I couldn’t get it back after I got rid of it.”
I grinned at her, stinging sweat streaming into my eyes, but that was okay. The pain made everything sharper. Just like the machete. I made it extra sharp for a clean cut. I pulled the blade out from my rucksack and she began to struggle harder.
“Then he should have told you to put it somewhere less expendable.”
“No, no, no!”
I could hardly hear her screaming as a piercing whistle filled my ears. Raising the blade in both hands, I took a small practice chop before lining up the final cut. It would all be over soon enough, and would I miss it? I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t of two minds about it.
Tightening my grip on the sweat-slicked handle, I let out a bellow as I brought it down. It wasn’t as terrible and musical as the high-pitch trilling in my ears, but it still felt right.
“Choo choo CHOO!”
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2023.06.08 03:59 TurbulentState3744 Battlerz

These guys have to be the WORST on the platform. I originally liked them and the content they made with the kids , it was quite enjoyable , but out of nowhere , old mate hits the pipe and gets on the gear to loose weight and he thinks he is gods gift to earth and is now some motivational icon. Get a grip mate , like honestly . And she’s not much better , all of a sudden starting a OnlyFans and thinking she is some Angel a White . But all in all I really feel sorry for their kids . Sorry for the aggressive post they kinda went away on my page for a bit and he popped up today saying he is filming with another female . Like the bloke isn’t even that hot and have you seen his sticker bombed chest tattoos ? Fuck me
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2023.06.08 03:04 Jilltro I asked my husbands best friend which kardashian he thinks is the hottest and he called Kourtney “uninteresting” lmao

I asked my husbands best friend which kardashian he thinks is the hottest and he called Kourtney “uninteresting” lmao
I posted a comment about my husbands BFF before. He’s a nice guy, but he once jerked off to the shadow of a tree waving in the wind because he thought it was a shadow of two people having sex in a car on the street. He doesn’t follow the Kardashians at all, couldn’t identify any of them and the only one whose name he even knew was Kim. So I thought it would be funny to ask him his opinions on who is the most attractive.
Kris: “too old, not interested.” Kim and Khloe: “not super into either of them but I would hit it.” Kourtney: “her face is just so. . .uninteresting. Pass.” Kendall: “whatever, pass” Kylie: “what the fuck is wrong with her cheeks? Or the rest of her face. No, pass.”
The fact that he called Kourtney uninteresting made me laugh. Maybe Kim will date him next, they have a lot in common and he has a certain Pete Davidson quality about him.
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2023.06.08 02:15 CheshireTheHatter [LFA] Saldos, agender tiefling druid

Saldos has pale-ish pink skin, black corkscrew horns, short, messy black hair (about shoulder-length), and a black tail with a spade tip. Red half-lidded eyes and red lips, fangs that poke through just a bit. Dark freckles across their nose. They are a bit plump but tall, wear cloth bindings around their (flat) chest and billowy striped shorts in neutral colors. Black hooves for feet.
On their right upper arm is a glowy blue tattoo of a kite shield with a dragon encircling it. They carry a wooden staff with a half-moon topper made of crystal and sometimes throw a poisonous flower crown on their head.
Saldos is.. a bit brainless? They often cast spells on the party or wild shape without warning, which results in sometimes hilarious shenanigans. When they do remember to warn the party, they do so with a "Heh heh, watch this" and then turn into .. a cave bear, for example.
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2023.06.08 00:06 Jaesa10 Kourtney Kardashian has found herself at the center of controversy for wearing a jersey featuring the Chicago Blackhawks hockey team.

Kourtney Kardashian has found herself at the center of controversy for wearing a jersey featuring the Chicago Blackhawks hockey team.
Someone on IG commented, “She just grabs a shirt from Travis’s closet and pairs it with high socks and creepers everyday. Sometimes baggy pants, sometimes the shirt is the dress.” Someone else joked: “It’s from their costume closet.”
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2023.06.07 22:31 KyleKKent Out of Cruel Space, part 706

First
Capes and Conundrums
The fire demons conjured by Slade lash out at the huntsmistress but as her idea of protective clothing for hunting on Skathac merely means clothing that isn’t instantly burnt to ash as she leaves the protective embrace of a sky yacht’s forcefield, they’re about as effective as water-balloons against a battleship.
They do block her sight however, and that’s what he uses them for.
Unfortunately she’s the type where trying the same trick twice just gets you slammed like an idiot and verbally lambasted as one to boot.
He learns this as she grabs his boot and proceeds to hammer throw him into the opposite wall of the warehouse.
He skids down the wall and regains himself enough to kick off it and charge through the air while surrounded by fire.
She goes to catch the expected attack and finds only a device that then detonates in a flash of light and a loud bang.
There’s then a brutal spin kick from the blindside and she’s sent careening to the side and rolls twice before gathering herself and trying to shake out the spots and ringing from her head.
“What was that?” She asks.
“Flashbang. Non-lethal alone, but often paired with other techniques.” Slade informs her and she lets out a huff.
“Basic armament?”
“Basic law enforcement are permitted to carry them.” Slade notes and she takes a low stance with her tail high and ready to stab or slash, she still uses her bottom left hand to rub the crest atop her head and try and get some more vision back into it. “Does that actually help?”
“Psychosomatically.” She replies before suddenly there’s a brutal charge in the floor and Slade can’t even shout as his every muscle seizes in the electrical attack.
His nerves unjangle just enough to allow a bellow of pain before a chunk of concrete slams into him. It breaks the circuit and he teleports out of danger before the piece of manufactured stone can shatter against the wall.
Patience for her part only caught a glimpse of him. The fight has shifted around in all sorts of ways. It’s clear that she’s more than happy to play the monster. Well, if that’s the case. Then Robin, in a Deathstroke mask, is more than willing to hunt.
He breathes a bit and then deliberately runs Axiom through a reactive tattoo that bisects his brand. Turning it back on, and causing a passive Axiom intake. He’s now visible to the preternatural sense. However, he’s now also immune to her electrical trick.
She crashes through the walkway he was in and he moves faster than before. She dodges the first kick but that was just to get him in position behind her where he has a heartbeat to act and he USES it to slam down in her back and send her back through the hole she just made to crash into the floor below.
She rolls away and his knee finds the place her back was a moment ago. The concrete cracks and he slowly rises up.
She’s on all six and prowling. Her massive form utterly silent as she slinks around him, a living shadow of hard points and sharp danger. Also still very much a woman, but what has his attention are the claws, bladed tail and snap reflexes that are going to be a BITCH to deal with.
Moving like a shadow over water she circles him multiple times, clearly making a judgment. “Forgotten something?”
“No.” She answers. “I still have the cuffs to claim a win. But this is too much fun. I want to keep going.”
“What kind of example are you setting for your daughter?” He asks.
“A good one. Learn from your hunts and enjoy them thoroughly.” Patience says before letting out a laugh. “Besides. They’ve been watching for a while now.”
“I’m aware.” Slade states.
“Yeah! Go mom!” Migalla the younger shouts out from where she’s watching. Between her and Echosong it hadn’t been too hard to get the cuffs on Ra’s and confirm the win. But they were too busy watching the show to do the next part of the event.
“Don’t you two have a bomb to dispose of?” Slade asks before teleporting as Patience chooses that moment to pounce.
She turns it into a handspring and launches upward to spin in the air and grab onto the underside of the walkway he’s now on and outright catches his boot as he tries to kick her off.
She rips him off the walkway and hurls him along the underside. His fingers dig in and he’s suddenly hanging by them monkeybars style. She’s already chasing after him with the ease of a predator designed to move in three dimensions.
Which is why his counter charge catches her off guard somewhat and he almost gets a good boot to her head but she catches the boot instead. He then throws himself and her reflex to keep a grip on him causes him to swing and start breaking her grip on things.
As they start to fall her tail embeds into the walkway and she gets a good grip on both of his boots but he swings himself and starts to punch at her chest, deflecting her second set of arms and getting a few body shots in until her legs come down and he’s forced to deflect those.
Leaving him open for a huge double punch to the stomach as his feet are let go of.
He slams into the floor of the factory and has to take a moment to get his wind she knocked clean out of him back in.
She’s on him in a moment and is pinned. “I think this counts as a win.”
“Yes... yes it does.” Robin admits.
“... I need a trophy from this. A hunt this much fun needs a trophy.” She says grabbing his helmet and quickly finding the latches to pull it off.
“Hey now, I may need that. Let me up so I can call this in one way or the other.” Robin says and she slinks off as she tosses the helmet a bit. “Also if you want your husband to wear that it may need to be refit for a Dzedin.”
“Hmm... a good point... could I trade?” She asks him even as Robin rises up.
“Let me check.” He states and he brings out his communicator. “Although for the sake of a survey, out of ten how would you rate your experience today?”
“Twenty two.” She says gleefully. “I’m going to be running every member of my family that doesn’t need to be dragged out by the tail through the tests and we’re all going to party in these events.”
“Oh fun. I look forward to our rematch. Or hell... I want to see you up against Pavel. I wonder how you’ll respond to being hunted by a master sniper?”
“Ohh! Like a twinshot assassin?”
“We use kinetic rounds, they travel much longer and faster.” Robin notes as he activates his communicator. “Now let’s see about that trophy of yours.”
Before he can dial anything in the communicator goes off and he simply answers.
“She can keep the helmet, but it will take a day or three to make a custom one for her husband to wear.” Overwatch says.
“You caught that I hope?” Robin asks.
“I’ll hold this one hostage until then.”
“Fair enough.” Robin says before holding out his left hand and concentrating on the inlayed khutha marking on the underlayer of the glove. It builds and builds in power, and then abruptly another helmet is there. “I have a replacement.”
Patience then promptly swaps the unscuffed helmet for the one she’s thoroughly scuffed up and sticks her tongue out at him.
He blows her a raspberry and switches them back. Prompting the older woman to dissolve into helpless giggles.
“You keep being that adorable and I’m going to straight up adopt you little boy.” She taunts him and he snorts.
“Adoption generally doesn’t happen for full grown men.”
“Maybe not in your current society. But there are old family lines and clans that come together due to adopting someone as perky as you.”
“Thank you for the offer but no thank you ma’am.” Robin says quickly.
“Pity, you’d make quite the big brother for Migalla.” Patience says happily. “Ah... so all this was recorded right? Those little electrical bundles sending out signals are cameras right?”
“They are, don’t worry, you’ll get a full recording.” He assures her.
“Is there any rush to us leaving or?”
“Oh, maybe withing fifteen minutes or so. We have at least three different areas to send people to. We’ll be fine.”
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“So, who had a fun first day out?” Robin asks the other three men who had Deathstroke duty.
“Apuk are fucking horrible.” Robin’s opposite states. There’s a distant ‘hey!’ as the Apuk Undaunted nearby overhears. “Oh shut up! That warfire shit is cheating so badly! How do you make fire that does that?!”
“It’s not cheating! It’s an ancient and honourable technique!” The offended Apuk counters as she stomps over.
“That causes things to burn and melt at a quarter of their normal ignition point. I know.”
“I’ll leave you lovebirds to have a friendly chat.” Robin remarks before stepping away from the growing argument.
“Four hundred credits in trytite bars says they’re banging before dinner.” One of the other Deathstrokes says as they follow Robin away.
“Sucker’s bet and you know it.” The other states. “They’ve been slap-slap kiss for a week.”
“So, you boys have as much fun as I did with my Dzedin Huntsmisstress?”’
“I heard she bounced you off every wall in the building and put you through most walkways.”
“To be fair I tossed her like a ragdoll and flashbanged her at least once. If we were allowed to go deadly... hmm... if it was a full deadly contest there’s no telling where it would go. We were both holding back to not kill the other.”
“My money’s on the big scary space monster... with tits.”
“I figured you’d be over that by now.” Robin remarks.
“I’ll never not be over the fact that one of the most universal shapes in existence is a perky orb with nips.” HE answers. “And I think I can beat you. While you were dealing with miss Huntress, I had to deal with what I thought was a suit of power armour.”
“What was it really?”
“A mecha.”
“What?”
“A Gohb in a Mecha. Crazy girl had me thinking I was dealing with a Cannidor.”
“No kidding.”
“It didn’t end there. When I got her out of the Mecha she revealed a mechanical backpack that unfolded into four spider legs and she got huge mobility with that before chucking grenades at me while crawling over every single wall at once.” He finishes with a sigh.
“I think I’m in love.” Robin jokes.
“She is too, she pulled off my mask and then demanded to know where you were.” He says and Robin winces while chuckling.
“Merretta! She remembers me!”
“She called you a childless DILF.” The man intones like he’s at a funeral and Robin snorts hard. “Do you have any idea how freaking weird it is to go through a big flashy fight that ends with some green midget pitching a fit because she wanted to get freaky with someone else? Oh by the way, watch your back Robin. I think she might be going full stalker.”
“I doubt it’s that bad. She was likely just venting, it’s not like we don’t do or say stupid things when we think we can get away with it.” Robin remarks with a yawn. He then checks his communicator. “I’ve got a paperwork shift before dinner. I need to go.”
“I wasn’t kidding about he Gohb. She was contemplating how to get in here and see you.”
“You make it sound like being chased by a gearhead shortstack is a bad thing. It’s not. It’s really not.” Robin says over his shoulder. He then glances back again. Only one of the guys is there. The other must have gotten sneaky and faded away partway during the conversation. Or even at the beginning. It would explain why he didn’t contribute to it.
He shrugs that off. They’re all grown adults in The Undaunted. Unless you HAD to know where someone was then you could trust everyone out of sight.
His shift starts uneventful as he begins pouring through his legal documents with a fine tooth comb. Nothing to egregious beyond some grammatical and spelling mistakes. He does have to make a point to write out a few more paragraphs to ensure that the term SHALL is properly interpreted in the documentation. Just another loophole to close off and make sure that someone can’t try to flog them for stupidity that wasn’t their fault.
The work is however, boring, and he takes a few minutes break every hour to stretch out, caffeinate and turn on some music to clear his mind a touch.
“Mister White?” Someone asks after a bit and he turns. It’s one of the secretarial office workers.
“Yes?”
“You have a visitor.” The woman says and Robin snorts.
“You make it sound like I’m in the hospital or prison.”
“Considering that fight you got into today I’m surprised your not in either.” She states and he chuckles in response.
He opens the door to see who it is and sees... no one. There’s a set of metal clangs and a green woman slowly rises into view. “Hello Merretta. I heard you had some fun with another Deathstroke. Playing the field are we?”
“Really big man?” She asks himas amusent dances across her face.
“Really. Now, how can I help you?”
“I just wanted to make sure that I didn’t scare off that big slab of man I saw crashing through ash dunes on a bike.”
“Not at all.” He says even as her mechanical backpack legs properly space themselves out and she starts looming over him. Suspended by the backpack harness.
“Good. Now... perhaps we can talk about meeting up for a private spar? You humans are fun to fight in armour.”
“I didn’t expect you to be so violent.”
“I didn’t expect humans to be so eager for violence. But if mommy has to get a little rough to get daddy, then she will.”

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2023.06.07 21:10 Jetamors Tyress Gipson, last seen leaving his home on August 22, 2020 in Jacksonville, TX. Four people have been arrested in connection to his disappearance; one was recently found not guilty.

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