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i was born of magic. a child of the amazons. the champion of the gods. blessed with their gifts. i was chosen to impart their will to a world that does not believe in them; to fight for peace in a world of war. to be willing to die for my mission but never to kill. my mission is an impossible one, but i’m not about to let that stop me.
my name is donna troy.
i was born of magic. a child of the amazons. the champion of the gods. blessed with their gifts. i was chosen to impart their will to a world that does not believe in them; to fight for peace in a world of war. to be willing to die for my mission but never to kill. my mission is an impossible one, but i’m not about to let that stop me.
my name is donna troy.
let Court & Donna be gay
*rises from the grave like five (two, but who’s counting i’m not counting??) years later with a muse stronger than ever* lmao if anyone’s still out there that remembers little ol’ me, and actually cares that i’m alive, i’d like to inform y’all that i’m back and will be revamping this blog in the next few days !!!!
I love being natural. I never feel more beautiful then after I’ve been to the beach and my hair’s just a crazy mess of salt curls, or when I’ve just been outside all day hiking.
“Uh–”
She’s dreaming, right? She hasn’t seen anything so utterly FANTASTIC since The Flash first came on the scene in Central City. But this girl? She was something else. Something brilliant.
“You just flew. To rescue a stolen wallet.”
❛ --------- . . . ❜
Oh, how embarrassing ; she hadn't actually thought anyone had actually been paying attention, this was bad. If anyone found out what she was------ fuck.
Swallowing, Donna lifts her shoulders in a shrug, a small smile curling her lips as she answered.
❛ what? me, flying? no ; no way ! ❜
‘ So, if Batman asks; NIGHTWING was the one that broke the Batmobile's steering wheel. ’
“ … Have I ever told you that you’re my favorite? ”
‘ No, you never told me. ------ but that's okay, I already knew I was. ’
“ didn’t you know you spent time lookin’ at her legs. maybe that’s why you sucked so much back there.” don’t mind her, she’s just cranky at being thrown into the water. drenched && so salty, the blonde is all but screaming to the gods.
“ i’m REALLY not feeling the aster here Donna. remind me why didn’t call diana for this?”
‘ At least I HAVE an excuse, what were you doing ; hoping she was going to take the time to sass us to death? She was open for an attack & you totally missed it ! ’
Rage was a feeling Donna knew well, but the rage was not directed at her sister. It was directed at her own STUPIDITY for thinking she was ACTUALLY capable of handling Circe with only the aid of Cassie. Now here she was, with a leg that was UNDOUBTEDLY broken & no other help in sight.
‘ Tell me about it, Cassie. Look ; Diana has ENOUGH on her plate right now but--- I think we ARE going to have to call her in anyways. Did your communicator get busted with the surprise bath or can you make the call, because mine's smashed to PIECES right now. ’
“ yes mom. it was just a busy night is all. i feel completely fine after drinking like…four energizer drinks.”
‘ ENERGIZER DRINKS ? You mean the ones with caffeine? Those'll stunt your growth ! Seriously, as soon as we have enough BREATHING ROOM, you're taking a nap that'll be much longer than two hours, & DON'T COMPLAIN. ’
Cyborg is amazing. Without Cyborg, the Teen Titans just arent the same.
Reblog this if you think Cyborg needs more love! <3
^ THIS.
Everybody! Reblog this now!
WHEN THERE’S TROUBLE YOU KNOW WHAT TO DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
CALL CYBORG. HE CAN SHOOT A ROCKET FROM HIS SHOOOOOOOE
CAUSE HE’S CYBORG.
NA NA NA BIG FLUFFLY CAT THAT’S RIGHT!
[has no Jason seriously hugged you?]
“ nope. none. y'know, i hear those things are supposed to be magical but i guess i’ll never know since it isn’t happening, huh ? ”
“ two hours of sleep, are you insane? not even nightwing gets as little sleep as that, you can't be a hero if you're going to go around falling asleep on the job, y'know. ”
If you are a ship whore and you know it click reblog.
Protect platonic male/female friendships at all costs.
Write them. Read about them. Demand them. Decide the Harry and Sally law of “all male/female friendships will become romantic” is a bunch of bull and kick it to the curb.
Screw the guy getting with his girl best friend being the end of every romantic comedy. Have the guy go to his friend for advice. Have the girl tell him when he fucks up. Have them sitting on the porch when the sun sets, talking about their day. Have them hug and laugh, and shout for joy, and never feel pressured to bring them in for that expected kiss.
Not all soulmates are romantic. We should stop acting like it.
