#dc earth 3

[ratscrap]

owlman, feather, and talon

[starpunchsteria]

Evelyn Dent from Earth-3 doodle that I sketched over the summer LMAO

(Evelyn refs under the cut because I love her)

[dc-megatournament]

DC Mega Tournament

Round 1

Please vote for who you think would win between the 2 characters and not who you like more.

[plutonicbees]

save a horse 🫡

[mylifeingotham]

[g1rlr0b1n]

Yet another commission by the amazingly talented @ookamihanta!!! Go check out their page to see more art!!! Their commissions are still open so go check that out as well!!! I highly recommend them!!! 🦉

Into the Owl's Nest (Preview)

Damian's eyes snapped open and he jolted up in bed, gasping for air as if he had been drowning. His skin was clammy and his heart raced in his chest. As his senses returned, the cold, musty scent of damp stone and earth filled his nostrils. He strained to see in the darkness, but could only make out the faint outline of a room surrounding him. The distant sound of rushing water echoed through the space, causing a shiver to run down his spine. With a sinking feeling in his gut, Damian realized that he must be deep underground, and he realized where he must be. This was the Owl’s Nest.

The faint clicking of heels echoed on the stone ground, growing closer with each step. He strained his eyes against the darkness as he searched for an escape. Too late. The door creaked open and a woman glided in, her form encased in a skin-tight nylon suit, feathers adorned the top of her cape. Her blonde hair was pulled back tightly, emphasizing her fierce features, while a mask obscured her eyes. Damian maintained a stoic expression as she spoke, her words dripping with disdain, "so, you must be Talia's brat," she spat. Her eyes roamed over his form, obscured by the mask she wore. The coldness in her voice matched the chill in the air, sending shivers down his spine. Her eyes narrowed behind the intricate mask, scanning him from head to toe with a mixture of curiosity and contempt. The silence between them was thick with tension but Damian maintained his composure.

When he did not speak she continued, “your father wishes to see you.” Damian's muscles tensed at the mention of his father but he remained still, not daring to give her any satisfaction. Not even when she glided across the room, her movements fluid like a predator stalking its prey did he move to get up from the bed. With a swift motion, she pulled him up by his arm, her long nails digging into his flesh. He gritted his teeth against the pain, knowing better than to show weakness. She dragged him along, her grip unrelenting, until they reached a large open space. A wall was lined with computers and equipment, and there, behind the glow of computer screens, sat a man clad in all back. The Owlman.

The man slowly turned to face him, his expression unreadable. "I hope you don't mind," he began in a smooth, almost mocking tone, "your mother and I decided it would be best if I took custody of you." Damian felt a surge of anger rise up in the pit of his stomach, a rage that was only met by the man's cruel smile.

"You killed my mother," Damian growled through gritted teeth, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.

“I suppose that’s true,” he shrugged carelessly, “it pained me to do so, I loved her-”

"Obsession is not love," Damian spat out bitterly, his control slipping as memories from last night flooded back. "That's not love...and when you couldn't have her..." His voice trailed off, trembling, as tears threatened to spill from his eyes. Damian had loved his mother more than anything, and this man had taken her away from him without a second thought.

The man's eyes hardened and for a moment, Damian could see the darkness lurking behind them, "let it be a lesson to you then," he sneered. "You may share my blood, but if I have no use for you, you can join her."

Damian was smart enough to know when someone was bluffing, and this man was not, he was well aware that this man would snuff him out the moment he stepped out of line. Refusing to show any weakness, Damian stood tall and pushed aside his emotions. "What use do you have for me then, father?" he asked, maintaining a calm and collected façade despite the turmoil within.

His features twisted into a smirk, “I’m glad you asked,” he stood from his chair to tower over the boy, “As you may or may not be aware, Ultraman was our esteemed leader until his most recent and unfortunate demise. His twisted obsession with his other selves was finally his downfall. Ironic.” The glint of joy in his eyes betrayed his words. “There are a few would be successors but of course I have my preference.” 

Owlman paused as if waiting for Damian to ask a question but Damian knew there was only an answer he sought. And Damian was nothing, if not adaptable. “Naturally, it should be you, father," he replied smoothly. He’d play along for now, he’d tell the crazed man whatever assurances he needed to hear. Afterall, he was somewhere underground surrounded by enemies, and if he hoped for any chance of survival, he’d have to be smart about it.

“Smart boy,” he scoffed, then continued, “Ultraman leaves behind his wife and son, Lois has already begun pushing for Jor-El to claim his father’s seat but he is just a child. Barely 19. He needs…” he paused again as if searching for the right words, “a friend more than a title.”

Damian raised an eyebrow in question, “you wish me to befriend him?”

“Sure…and who knows what may happen once you two become close.” Owlman shrugged, a wicked smirk spread across his features, contorting them into a menacing expression.

Damian racked his brain for meaning. Did his father want him close to Jor-El to distract him, to manipulate him, or to kill him? Did his father even care as long as he could take power? Finally, Damian broke the silence with a slow, measured voice. “I can only assume you have some means for me to arrange a meeting with him?”

“Of course,” he motioned toward the blonde woman who had been lurking in the corner. “Beth, please ensure that Damian is presentable for this evening's introduction to the rest of the Syndicate. Make him look…enticing.”

Damian suddenly became aware of another possibility.

[devine-fem]

Art commissioned from @daughterzell.

Damian Al Ghul & Jor-Zod (Jon Kent).

[bobbinalong]

At all times I am emotional about Stephanie Brown. All versions of her.

(Young Justice (2019) #10 & Secret Origins 80-Page Giant)

[jotaroslooseeyebrowhair]

Dp x dc prompt

In a fight, skulker accidentally throws Danny through a natural portal, and now Danny is stuck at Pluto, what the hell you bony bastard?! So now he has to fly all the way back to earth and hope the satellites don’t pick him up, but it’s actually Hal Jordan who sees him, and when later telling the justice league about a glowing boy in space who doesn’t need to breath and definitely wasn’t a lantern, zatanna cuts him off to mention the urgent need of addressing the insane amounts of dead following what feels like an insanely powerful god of death that definitely wasn’t in this dimension the day before. Bats is obviously the first one to notice they’re talking about the same person.

Back with Danny, he can’t seem to find his way around the states with how tired that flight made him, so he crashed down onto a farm on accident, while two sweet parents see this glowing boy fall from the sky and decided yeah. Might as well have another.

Clark, meanwhile, has no clue that the god of death sending the league into chaos is the same kid his parents have been wanting him to meet back at the farm.

[kradeiz]

Drumroll for The Jokester, Earth-3's heroic version of the Joker!

Commissioned by me, made by the very talented pepedraws over on Instagram.

[harveydont]

confused about the syndicate relationships? easy diagram here

[soleminisanction]

Imagine a version of Earth-3 where Arthur Brown is the Cluemaster, a brilliant and noble but painfully overworked vigilante detective with the futile mission of bringing Gotham's terrifying organized crime families to justice. He obsesses over it, throwing himself into his investigations and hairbrained sting operations over long days and longer nights, even as he's smacked down every time and the retribution costs him his reputation, his home, his freedom, maybe even his wife's life.

And his daughter Stephanie hates him for it. Hates him for caring more about this wretched piece of shit city than he ever did about her and her mom (which may or may not be true). Hates him for ruining her life, making their family pariahs that everyone knows not to mess with, lest the Owls come for your head. Hates him for dragging her down with him when she was destined to be great, not a loser like him.

So she turns against him. Starts sabotaging his plans in violent and flashy ways. Quickly catches the attention of Talon and Owlman, becomes their informant and saboteur, their Spoiler on the inside, richly rewarded every time she screws her dad over. Eventually earns enough cred in their organization to leave her piece of shit childhood home behind entirely and join Owlman's little crime family full time, living the high life she always knew she deserved.

Imagine main timeline Steph getting to meet that version of herself, that version of her father. There's so much potential there!!

[transmasculinizing]

thinking about owlman its so crazy how evil autistic he is

he has the autism eyes. i wonder what crimes against humanity hes committed

me and the EVIL bad bitch i pulled by being autistic

[rhymeswithfart]

Assorted drawings. Left to right and top to bottom: earth 3 Sinestro, Harvey Dent/Two Face, The Mask from classic Wonder Woman (Nina Close. + her husband Brutus), Captain Hook, Daniel Plainview. Some of these were used in the six fanarts posts.

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[a-bad-case-of-the-stephs]

Thinking about the implications of earth-3 stephanie brown being batwoman again. What the fuck. Did they know what that implies???? Don’t they know how fucked up that is??

Stephanie Brown is earth-3s only bat themed hero (to my knowledge), she operates out of the batcave, people in her world call her “The Bat”.

In the universe where everyone evil is good and everyone good is evil, Stephanie Brown is (textually) Batman.

What the fuck. There are so many evil ways to interpret that.

Young Justice #9 (2019)

[spandexinspace]

Would you look at that. COIE III might not be good but it sure might be fan service.