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I saw in one of the reblogs of my post with Makeup Artist Damian that someone offer me their soul for seeing Dami painting Steph and Cass nails-

WELL, it will be half soul, because as much as I loved the idea, i wanted the body-painting too, specially for Cass, to make something pretty out of her scars :DD

I saw in one of the reblogs of my post with Makeup Artist Damian that someone offer me their soul for seeing Dami painting Steph and Cass nails-

WELL, it will be half soul, because as much as I loved the idea, i wanted the body-painting too, specially for Cass, to make something pretty out of her scars :DD

You ever look back on the fictional people you had crushes on and realize a pattern? Cause I fell in love with Spencer Reid, Sherlock Holmes, Mazikeen, Loki, and Bucky Barnes. I think there’s a pattern and it’s broody brunettes

I absolutely need to know what happens after this. Like, hello? How does the Justice League react to this?

DCxDP - Death and Taxes

Broke college student but also the Ghost King Danny looking at the stack of complaint forms in his inbox about people cheating death. In a stroke of sleep deprived inspiration, he issues a royal decree that anyone who has properly died before (I.e biologically dead, not just clinically dead) is still a citizen of the Infinite Realms, even if they were resurrected. And have to pay income tax to the Crown.

He establishes the Infinite Realms Revenue Service, recruits the ghosts of some meticulous accountants and sends them after all the assholes who think they can escape Death and Taxes. Starting with the worst offenders (ie those who have escaped death the longest/most often). Your tax bracket scales with how many times you died.

Just picture Ra's al-Ghul, in the middle of giving some speech to his assassin cult when this Phil Coulson looking ghost dude shows up behind him to "discuss the back taxes he owes to the Crown".

Every magic user worth their salt is suddenly swamped with messages from panicked villains and heroes who are trying to figure out wtf is going on and how to get out of this. Constantine is sweating bullets.

Danny hires Valerie to do mortal side "casework", because a, she's just as saddled with student debt as he is b, has worked fast food and knows how to handle asshole customers c, doesn't take shit from anybody.

Imagine Vandal Savage, Felix Faust and Red Hood awkwardly sitting in a waiting room with a stack of documents each, ready for their number to be called so they can dispute their claims. Being called in and utterly flummoxed at the unflappable, bored young woman at the desk who somehow has files on everything about you - birth record, death record(s), who you killed and when records... now declare your income as a crime lord/dictator/sorcerer, sir.

Meanwhile Danny is planning on how he can allocate the taxes to open a soup kitchen for Lunch Lady to work at and similar shit. He is determined to be a good king, dammit!