#J-League

[hymnoeides]

Do you fw vikjayce

No ghey make my stomach hurt

[korisbier]

林みのり選手の横断幕をバックスタンドに掲出して「ここが林みのりファンシートです」とのたまう夢を見た #ardija

[pixeltori]

ooooh that was so fucking close

[that-bitch-kat3]

i love that arcane is giving rep to the fact that the power of friendship is not always positive. like fuck yeah i love my stupid destructive besties

[lottiesviolence]

MY BEAUTIFUL BABYGIRL WAS FUCKING SPARED THANK THE LESBIAN GODS LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO

[ahllohehn]

the most self-indulgent losercore au ive ever made (please dont ever try to understand it. just know its an moba esports au)

[thomas-jefferson-miku-binder]

jayvik suffers from the yearner curse where only one of them is allowed to be gay at a time, while the other is put in straight prison. they switch it up from time to time.

[thermodynamic-comedian]

the real tragedy is that we never got to see jinx and singed interact cuz istg she would've said some shit like this to him

[wolftroll2]

TW FOR BRIGHT/FLASHING LIGHTS!!

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ykw here have most of my picmixes (Alfred's playhouse warning!!)

this goes from newest to oldest!!

I DONT WANT ANYONE COMPLAINING ABT ALFREDS PLAYHOUSE BEING HERE ISTG IF YOU DONT LIKE THEN DONT LOOK

[anglerflsh]

Meeting on the Turret Stairs

[kiwimintlime]

I think it'd be funny to see Silco and Ambessa compare parenting notes

[onlylonelylatino]

Plastic Man, the Winks family, the Justice League and Neron by Cliff Rathburn

[fobosfear]

Made myself a graph for robots/cyborgs/AI to know my tastes.

(note: quirky or murderous, but mostly both lmao)

[spacedace]

Reluctant War AU Part 3

Part 1 Part 2

More of the brain worm that has taken me over, gonna probably post it to Ao3 here before too long. Already got another part started and so many ideas for additional stuff, someone please send help I've been consumed by this thing lol

Sorry if Waller seems out of character, outside of fandom I'm mostly familiar with her through Justice League the animated show & Justice League: Unlimited and her vibe there has always struck me as "deeply incredibly unlikable character that also kind of has a point but also has done so much fucked up shit in the name of her goals that you don't really care about her point anymore." So you know, complicated lol. If she's completely unrecognizable let me know, but I'm hoping she feels at least somewhat like Waller.

Forgot to say this in the last update, but still feel free to use all this as an overly long prompt if yall want. Literally anything I throw out to the void should be treated as a prompt lol If there's anything at all interesting to you in any of this nonsense go for it <3 <3 <3

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Amanda Waller was someone who did what needed to be done.

Ruthless, heartless, vicious, cruel.

She’d been called it all. Wore the words thrown as insults as a badges of pride and valor. Because at the end of the day, when it came to the problems she was given to face, the issues she was meant to solve, those words meant she’d done what others had been too squeamish or cowardly to do. Life was a never ending slog of trolley problems and she the only one unshakable enough to pull the levers that needed pulling.

It wasn’t so simple as a matter of greater good.

Greater good was what the weak willed muttered to themselves after having feelings over doing the bare minimum. A justification used by people on all sides to do what they wanted with fractured, faulty logic thrown around like truth was a thing immutable. To assuage their guilt when they were forced to make a call they didn’t want to.

It wasn’t a matter of greater good. It was a matter of preservation. Of protection. Of digging through the filth to find the threats skittering beneath and crush them with ruthless abandon. Of facing a god and not blinking because if you did it could cost the world.

Of doing what needed to be done, no matter how underhanded or atrocious it was.

Hands dirty.

Hands red.

Hands wrapped tight around the throat of something that could threaten to destroy it all.

When the Ghost Investigation Ward had been shoved her way with it’s sucking wound of a budget, it’s bloated incompetent staff, its asinine methods she’d seen a rotted limb in need of hacking off. It hadn’t been until she’d been conducting her inspection, digging through the trash for a few pearls of effective agents she could snatch up and put to work elsewhere, that she’d truly seen what they were working on. The potential.

Potential to better arm themselves with in the forms of the strange new weapons being created.

Potential for threats far greater than anything even she had thought possible before.

The GIW as it had been when she’d first come across it was a fetid waste of time and resources. A laughing stock agency only secret because no one took them seriously enough to look. Made stupid and useless with its own conceited delusions of importance it didn’t actually have. Yet.

She went to work on it. Hacking away as she’d originally intended, but this time with a different goal in mind. She ripped out the weeds with bare, calloused hands and planted proficiency and loyalty in their place. She took over as director herself, tossing the self-aggrandizing fool that had been running the place into the ground to the dogs as the culprit for misappropriate spendings, saving the agency by tweaking things until their ballooning budget was pinned neatly onto the former director as an embezzling charge.

Then she got to work.

The Fentons were brilliant, if entirely insane. But Amanda could work with that. She’d reigned Harley Quinn in - more or less - she could do the same to the two deranged scientists that so eagerly wanted to be apart of the fight against the dead. Especially when the benefit came in the form of the inventions they threw together so easily, especially when those inventions were weapons.

It took very little to get them on board with her plans for the GIW. Keeping their focus could be a chore, at times, but she didn’t even have to really do much in the way of pressing to get them back where she wanted them. They craved knowledge and understanding nearly as much as they craved the eradication of the entities themselves. Letting them have the first look at a new subject here, free reign over a vivisection there, it took so little to fuel their fervor and keep them busy working on the projects she set for them.

Things had been going smoothly.

For a time at least.

Until Phantom.

He’d been the main focus of the previous director’s attention, the big fish he’d so desperately wanted to catch and put up on his wall. Amanda wouldn’t lie and say it wasn’t a tempting prospect, but not one she’d put above the other projects she had set in motion since taking over. No, Phantom was powerful, enough to be a real problem one day, but she could the awkward youth in the way he held himself, the inexperience in how he handled situations. She had time to get everything else in order before focusing on getting Amity Park’s would-be hero brought to heel.

And he would be brought to heel. One way or another.

Hands dirty.

Hands red.

Hands wrapped tight around the Core of a fledgling god and bending him to her will.

An artifact, old an powerful, recovered with some effort. A means of controlling specters, of chaining them to the will of the artifact’s wielder. Dangerous in the wrong hands. Dangerous in the right hands.

It was shattered, and even whole and functional Phantom was resistant to its power. But Amanda Waller prided herself in her ability to see the potential in things. It could be repaired, be made better. Even gods could be bound, be made to kneel, with the right pieces, with the right application of force.

It was just a matter of time to gather everything needed.

Phantom didn’t know he could single handedly destroy every last member of the Justice League. The baby fat, the innocent eyes, the split-second hesitations when he fought. He knew enough to be confident in fighting the usual ghosts that haunted Amity Park, but he still very much saw himself as a little fish. Maybe it was the part of him that was still Daniel Fenton, gangly teenager not quite sure what he was truly capable of yet.

She had time before the Fenton’s son truly became an issue. Time to judge if his parents’ obsessiveness would overcome their - rather shoddy, by Amanda’s estimation - parental instincts and continue to hunt him once they knew the truth. Time to get as much out of them as she could before hand, should they falter at the idea of attacking their own son. Time for the staff to be repaired and returned to working order, to get the other items needed for the truly big fish hidden on the other side of the veil between worlds.

She had time.

Until she didn’t.

Pariah Dark had not been something she thought she’d have to account for - not yet, at least.

If he wasn’t already dead, she’d ring the Ghost King’s neck with her bare hands. His arrival had opened Phantom’s eyes to what he was capable of, of just how big of a fish he was. Worse still, Phantom’s defeat of the war mongering King changed the state of play. Phantom was no longer an impressively powerful half dead teenager.

He was King Infinite.

He was an Ancient.

He was getting on her last damn nerves.

Phantom’s rogue gallery were now firmly under the boy’s control. Still distinct nuisances around Amity Park, but no longer considered true concerns. They were loyal to their boy king, delighting in ruffling his feathers but never crossing the line into treason or attempted regicide. Which meant that the GIW was the only thing that held his attention.

Amanda took the time to send a care package to the former GIW director in his tiny, dank prison cell. As thanks for his carelessness in revealing to the entire town - both living and dead - of the agency’s existence and their intentions. Had he stuck to standard protocol, Phantom would have been none the wiser to their presence. Would have scratched his head and shrugged his shoulders at the ghost that went missing upon occasion. Would have been boredly uninterested in the people his parents had begun working with. Would have been taken by surprise when they finally came for him.

But no.

No that self-obsessed, fame chasing imbecile had to go and announce to everyone and their dead mother that the GIW existed and exactly what it was they were in Amity Park to do.

Phantom knew what they were there to do.

They could only count on his naive certainty that he could broker peace with them for so long.

Peace. As if he and his people weren’t the invading force, the monsters slipping in through the cracks between worlds, the latest threat that had to be accounted for. As if he himself hadn’t rent their world asunder himself in another world, another time. No. Peace was not something they could hash out with this baby-faced monarch with his too-big crown. Peace was the assurance of safety, security. Of control of the situation.

There could be no peace.

The higher ups were somehow surprised when Phantom took that to mean there would be war.

Amanda Waller was not.

The Fentons, as suspected, took the right side when all was revealed. Steady hands and flinty eyes as they crafted the weapons that would be needed for the coming fight. Minds even sharper in their maddened grief, hearts set on revenge for the son lost and the entity that stole his face and friends and sister in his garish pretense at humanity. They were blinded to the reality of the situation in its entirety, the potential in what their son truly was, but at the end of the day it didn’t really matter. They did what she needed them to do, they could believe whatever it was they wanted so long as they did.

By the time the boy king and his armies marched upon the Amity park facility, preparations had been put into place. The base in Amity had been stripped back to bare essentials, everything of importance moved to more secured locations.

The weapons labs.

The artifact.

The girl.

All tucked well away from the front lines where Phantom and his motley crew could not reach. Their time to be put in play would come, but not yet. First she needed to gauge what Phantom and his people were capable of, what they were willing to do in the name of what they wanted. Amity Park was a pawn well sacrificed on that front. As were the other facilities she’d left easy to find.

The problem with making children gods, with giving them crowns and calling them King and giving them armies to play with, was that they thought there should be rules. That even in the trenches tearing apart their enemies, there was a certain level of playing fair that everyone was held to. They thought there was a way the world worked, of how things should be that blinded them to more effective options even as time stretched on and desperation set in.

It was the Dead’s problem though, not hers.

She reached out to the Justice League. Sour faced, unhappy, bitterly reluctant to accept that she needed their help. Stone faced and barely containing their rage at what little they knew of the situation, they agreed to a meeting.

She didn’t let herself smile until she was well and truly alone in her office.

Greater good. A lie people told themselves. A fairytale told to children. A means of convincing the weaker willed that they had no choice, that they had a noble duty to bend to. A belief that could be wielded like a weapon if the fantasy of the idea had dug in deep enough. And there were few it had dug into so deep as the members of the Justice League.

Amanda Waller was someone who did what needed to be done.

Hands dirty.

Hands red.

Hands clenched tight on a victory long in the making.

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Part Four

[jinxfavoritwlw]

JINXXGIRL READER❗️

Contains: Stalking, domjinx, hair pulling,strap on, licking, switch, rough sex, dirty talk.

(In this one-shot your name will be Victoria)

Enjoy🫶🏻

Overview: you’re starting to notice something weird like someone is watching you. One night you find out who it is and decides to confront them but what you didn’t expect is that it’s the girl you’ve been fangirling over.

11pm Saturday night

Victoria’s pov

My suspicion grew more as I kept hearing something moving under my bed, at first I thought that it could be a rat or an insect but at the thought of that grossed me out and I didn’t even bother to look. It’s weird because last night I heard something from my closet and the day before that I felt someone breathing behind me while I was asleep. Am I going crazy ? Or maybe I just haven’t gotten enough sleep? A ghost maybe ? No something doesn’t sit right.

This time I decided to found out myself, I started of with looking under my bed. Nothing. I then checked my closet still nothing, I looked under my desk I still couldn’t find anyone. I even checked inside my bathroom and I couldn’t find anything.

As I scratched the back of neck trying to figure out what to do now I suddenly felt someone behind me. Not that I could see it but i definitely could feel the presence of someone, My body tensed up, I felt my hands getting sweating and I started to feel nervous. I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself down taking deep breaths and hoping that it was nothing. After a moment of silence I slowly turned my head back to check still having my eyes closed with my teeth clenched My heart beat began to pound faster, I took my last deep breath before slowly opening my eyes.

When I finally opened them a great relief left my body there was no one. Only my desk filled with makeup and accessories and my coat hanging by my door. “Phew, maybe I might be going crazy after all?” I chuckled as I spoke to myself, “oh well” I once again muttered before turning the lights off. I climbed on to my bed and tucked myself under my covers. As I were slowly getting tired and was about to fall asleep I felt a hand on my waist, I quickly opened my eyes and saw purple eyes that was glowing right into my soul. “AHH A DEMON!!” Seeing that made me scream and jump off my bed hitting my head on the ground. “Jeez that was a-bit offensive don’t ya think princess?” a feminine raspy voice spoke up. she slid off my bed, to stand there for a moment, just staring at me. I looked up and saw nothing but two purple eye balls staring directly at me. “Who the fuck are you?! And what are you doing in my house NO ACTUALLY IN MY ROOM!” I screamed as I was still on the helplessly on the ground. There’s was silence then I felt her stepping closer to me, I slowly backed up till my back hit the wall leaving no more space to move back further.

Jinx’s pov

As the helpless girl kept backing up I continued to follow her till she had no more space. A grin appeared on my face as the excitement grew stronger in me. I went down on knee and went closer to her face our noses almost touching. “No need to be scared I won’t bite” I said with a low tone in my voice. The girl then started stuttering trying to act brave as she wasn’t nervous of my presence, How cute. “Answer my question.” She then said trying to sound imitating. I chuckled as I took a lighter from my pocket and lit it in front of our faces making us see each others faces a bit clearer. I lifted her chin up making her look up at me more, Fuck she’s so sexy.. “well I’ve been noticing you watching me a lot when I’ve been out fighting. And to be honest it really turns me on darling” I answered her as my hand slowly went up to her check gently rubbing it. “j-jinx?” Her voice quickly softened. I put my back lighter in my pocket, “here let me help you up” my strong arms carried her up and I laid her back to her bed again. “You know you’re not so good at stalking yourself gorgeous, you really think I wouldn’t notice ya?” I could feel her face turning red as she heard my words but she still tried to act resistant“I- Uhm that’s not the point! You sneaked into my house and now you’re in my room.” She said acting like she didn’t like me being here I chuckled at her response. I wanted to tease her. “Well you started didn’t ya? I only finished what you started princess. Now answer my question why are you watching me so much Hm?” I again leaned closer to her face feeling her breathing fast. “I…i used to think you were cool when you were fighting and made me grow an obsession so every time I heard you fighting with someone I always rushed to watch you..” I could feel her getting embarrassed at her own words but this just made me bite my lower lip at the thought of a hot girl like her drooling over me while I kick asses. “Used to ?” I asked curiously “yeah Uhm now that you’ve been stalking me and breaking into my house I change my mind.” She said as she crossed her arms turning away facing the window. I licked my lips and grabbed her chin to look at my direction again. “Look at me when I’m talking to you Victoria.” She got surprised by me calling her by her name after all we were still strangers. “How’d you know my name?! See this is what I mean you’re-” I interrupted her before she could finish her sentence by going closer to her face “push me away” I dared her. She then put both her hands on my shoulders ready to push me away but instead she pulled me closer to her making our lips touch.

Your passionate kiss turned more aggressive as you continued tasting each others mouth, she enters her tongue in your moans making you let out a slight moan. “I knew you wanted me” she teasingly said, “shut up and just kiss me” your lips were pressed against each other once again. You felt her hands travel to your breast massaging them and pinching your sensitive nipples leaving you to moan again, your reaction made her even more hungry to taste you. She was now on top of you still kissing you and massaging your breast. She went to your neck sucking and biting you leaving marks there. “Ahh..” you moan as she continues to travel down to your body making it to your wet pussy. She teasingly licked your clit slowly not being able to control your moans. “So eager aren’t you doll?” She grins before flicking her tongue faster going circles on your clit. “Ahh fuck don’t stop jinx” you moaned as she continues to fuck you with her tongue. “Mmm you taste so good princess” she said as she was hungrily eating you out making you almost loose your breath. “Oh god..jinx I’m gonna-“ before you got to finish she stopped and went up to whisper in your ear “you’re not coming until I say so.” She whispered in her husky voice “now close your eyes. Don’t you dare open them” you nod in response and closed your eyes slightly annoyed that you didn’t get to cum knowing jinx loved the tease. You felt her getting off your bed and grab something. You heard her sneaking through your things “oh look what we have here” her words made you sit up and look. “W-what are you doing in my drawers?! How did you know-“ you were cut off by her placing a hand on your mouth blocking you to speak “a strap on huh, what a dirty slut. And you opened your eyes when I told you not to, you want to get punished ?” You shake your hand at her words your mouth still being covered by her hand. “You wanna be a good girl?” She asked making you look up at her, you body desperately needed her touch you wanted it so bad. You nod in response once again not being able to speak. “Lay on your stomach and arch your back for me darling” she demanded and you quickly did what she requested, She put the strap on on, you could feel her teasingly rubbing the fake cock your pussy that only made you want it even more..at this point you’d beg for it. “Beg.” She said still teasingly rubbing on your clit. “please fuck me jinx, fuck me hard please” you whimpered, you felt her hand run through the back of your head gripping your hair making your head fall back. “Beg more slut” she continues demanding as she slaps your cheeks making you squeak, You loved this. “Please Jinx please fuck me I promise I’ll be a good girl for you” you begging filled her excitement and she began pounding you with the strap making your let out a gasp “Ahhh jinx..” she fucked you faster every second. Your eyes were rolling in the back of your head as you bit your lower lip trying not to moan so loud. “Mm just like that take it like a good slut baby” her words made you even wetter wanting more and more from her.”cum for me baby.” She said as she went deeper with the strap making you moan her name loudly “Ahh jinx..” you felt a vibrator pressed against your clit as your hole was still getting pounded, Both pleasure made you almost go crazy wanting already to come “please jinx let me cum please I can’t hold it in anymore…” she smirked at your begging and went faster making you squirt all over the strap at the same time you reached your climax. She pulled out the strap from your pussy that was now dripping and licked the mess you caused. “God you’re so sexy” she spoke in her seductive voice. But you weren’t done yet. You grabbed her arms each side and pinned her down to the bed all the juices still dripping from your pussy. “Still not satisfied? Damn princess you really are a needy slut for me” you have no response and just smashed your lips on her then travelling to her neck sucking and biting it leaving marks all over her neck. You then proceeded to slowly continue kissing her down till you reached her pussy ”Fuck..princess”

Thanks for reading let me know if you want any requests of what you want me to write 🫶🏻

[heylosers06]

I am a crooked nose Jason advocate

Tried some new coloring kinda ate the scarring