#dr freeze

[confused-wanderer]

The villains are utterly confused.

They remember the first robin. They remember how bloodthirsty the little gremlin was, how he appeared out of the darkness with a “HIYA FOLKS” that gave people near heart attacks with PTSD so bad they flinched everytime they walked into a dark corner. They remember his grin, baring few too many teeth with a glint in his eyes whenever the bat wasn’t around to curb him. They remember the death stare, the brooding that made no one doubt this was the Bat’s son. They remember how a punch would land a lot harder than it was supposed to, or the screaming that followed. Oh they remembered him alright.

The second one thank the stars was better. The second robin was giggly. He would hop around town, offering his help to everyone who needed it. Sure he was rough with abusers but hell no one cared about them. Matter of fact, the villains were glad because those assholes deserved no sympathy. They remember his puns, his wonder, his innocence and his spark. They remembered his laughter, his concern - the kind that only comes from one who’s been on the streets. This one was better, and the villains thanked their lucky stars. They remembered him alright.

But now, as the years passed and new characters emerged, the crime city saw the rise of two characters - a sunshine happy nightwing and a ready to kill red hood. And naturally, from their experiences in the past, the villains ended up making an honest mistake that ruined the two vigilantes’ reputation:

The villains assumed the first robin was Red Hood and the other was Nightwing. And BY GOD Gotham has not seen unhinged chaos like this.

SCENE 1

Red Hood *drawing his pistol* : Please, reach for your weapon. I’m itching for an excuse for my intrusive thoughts to become extrusive.

Two-Face: You dare mock me little bird?! Well.. I may not have my weapon.. but I have something I know you’d like..

Red Hood: Oh yeah?What’s that?

Two-Face: TAKE THIS! *slams button and coconuts start falling from the sky, all cracking and spilling as they hit the ground*

Red Hood:

Two-Face:

Red Hood: .. the fuck was that supposed to do?

Two-Face: .. HOW ARE YOU STILL STANDING?! YOU HATE COCONUTS ROBIN!!

Red Hood: The fuck- .. wait did you call me robin?

Two-Face *grins* : Yea.. robin. The first one. Thought I didn’t notice?

Red Hood: The first one? Does this *gestures vaguely to himself and his weapons* seem like something the first robin would do?

Two-Face:

Goon 1: I mean.. yeah

Red Hood: What! The first robin was nice!

Goon 2 *guffawing*: I beg your fucking pardon??

Two-Face: .. you took my coin and attached a magnet beneath it so everytime I flipped it it wouldn’t stop spinning. Do you know how long that took me to figure out?? Do you know how insane it drove me?? Joker had to help me out of pity. OUT. OF. PITY.

Red Hood:

Goon 1: ..Also you did steal some of our bones

Red Hood: hedidfuckingwhatnow-

SCENE 2

Nightwing: Hey there buddy! You look frostyl!

Dr. Freeze: Aha! You are too late to stop me robin!

Nightwing: .. robin?

Dr. Freeze: why yes! Don’t act coy, I know it’s you there. Now that we’ve got that clear.. I was wondering if you remembered all those years ago when you gave me a source for electricity to power a hospital keeping my Nora?

Nightwing:

Dr. Freeze: well you weren’t careful enough and never told me how much I could take from it.. so I used it to power so many of my inventions that came after

Nightwing *remembering when Jason was robin and every damn time he came to visit Wayne Manor his room would always run out power and the countless cold showers in freezing winters he had to take because of it*: .. oh? Well, sorry to break your bubble, but that wasn’t me Elsa.

Dr. Freeze: no? You joke around, make puns and I’m supposed to believe it’s NOT you?. The first one brooded like there was no tomorrow. He pissed me off so bad once I overheard him saying his favourite ice cream flavour and I made sure it wouldn’t be available in Gotham for YEARS. You’re not as bad as the first one. I’d remember if you were him.

Nightwing:

Nightwing *firing up his escrima sticks to maximum voltage*: Oh let me jog your memory then :)

[millylotus]

Super Villain Summer Internships [Everlasting Trio, DpxDc]

Everlasting Trio don’t know what they’re going to do for college, so they decide to just bite the bullet and do a few internships. Although they all forget to tell each other that they’re each interning with villains.

Danny is with Mister Freeze, going under the name Blizzard

Danny is basically the one doing a bunch of intern work while also not, at first he was just kinda there cause he liked being cold

But then he and Freeze begin to bond over feeling responsible for things that aren’t really their fault, Danny promises to help Freeze revive Nora

They have a father-son relationship, in how they’re actually pretty similar in personality & powers

Sam is with Poison Ivy, under the name Blood Blossom

Sam is the only one to have a legal internship because Ivy actually wrote her down as her legal lab assistant

She and Pam are very Big Sis-Little Sis energy, Sam is the annoying younger sibling who wants to do everything their big sister does

Pam finds this devotion to their ideals adorable, and supports Sam in their joint endeavors

Tucker is with Bane, going as Ruin

Tucker acting as Bane’s tech guy, he’s been working on a new type of venom for Bane he doesn’t get into many fights but if he needs to he doesn’t back down

They have an Uncle-nephew relationship going on but also Tucker gets a bit obsessive about making the best venom that they have Frankenstein & Frankenstein’s Monster going on too

It’s mainly just Tucker getting to cackle evilly while Bane just say “Alright chiquito, have you eaten breakfast yet? You get angry when hungry.”

The batfam is not prepared to deal with two mini rouges and a secret mini rouge who they haven’t met yet but are still worried about

A couple weeks into their internship the Gotham Rogues have their bi-monthly meeting where The Everlasting Trio is introduced to everyone

Ivy, Freeze, & Bane were also surprised to see that their interns actually knew each other/are dating

The Everlasting Trio are the entire reason why the Gotham Rogues are even talking to each other at the moment

Now the bats are even more confused & concerned because the rogues are usually at each other’s throats

It’s the only thing keeping them from taking over tbh

When the batfam find out that the three interns they’ve had to deal with for like most of June, all know each other and are actively in a polycule, they feel like everything makes so much more sense

The trio do have an ulterior motive to this whole thing, at first it’s just indulging in their less than stellar morals

Until it’s not

They become more enthralled in their ambitions, Sam begins to care less and less about the world outside of plants, she cares less about the civilian casualties, she begins to use ecto-science on plants

Pam & Harley are very concerned because they’re both on their path to redemption and Sam is going in the other direction

Danny becomes just as obsessive as Mister Freeze with trying to bring back Nora, he’s bringing in ecto-science in an attempt to bring her back through re-bonding her soul back to her body

Freeze isn’t against this exactly, but he’s unsure if it’ll bring the real Nora back, he’s still gonna go with it

Tucker has fully fallen into the mad scientist idea, he wants to make Bane the best version of himself the best human possible, his new version of venom is directed by ecto-science and such

Bane of course wants to be stronger but he knows at some point Tucker is gonna go to far, so he’s willing to hold the kid back if need be, but he isn’t going to actually do it he wants Tucker to go bad

By the time the Trio reaches the point of no return their bosses realizes this is not going to go their way anymore

Everlasting Trio: You’re just afraid to take it, One. Step. Further.

The fight to take back Gotham from the Everlasting Trio is a long one

Sam has complete control over Robinson Park [biggest park in Gotham] along with its botanical gardens and such

The surrounding neighborhoods are overrun with plants, she has people asleep and under her control for the most part

Tucker has most of the upper districts running wild on the venom he’s made, people are now more powerful than Superman himself and have lost their minds in their blind rage, they’re all mainly under his control

Danny has the east bays and the graveyards near by, everything is frozen over, the bodies in the harbor and in the ground have been reanimated into ice soldiers and are under his control most of the time

Ivy, Harley, Freeze, & Bane have to call in the bats for help with the Trio and their plans

They split up to go for their kid, with a few bats behind them to back them up

Ivy & Harley pull on Sam’s care for the rest of the world

Bane brings Tucker down from the high, making him think this through

Freeze gets Danny to realize that nobody he brought back is who they first were

By the end of it the trio is subdued after a big fight and some impassioned speeches

They’re admitted into Arkham Asylum, they promise their mentors that they’ll do better, that they’ll get better & make them proud of them

Admittedly I completely forgot to mention the trio’s family back in Amity

Let’s just say they don’t all know the nature of their internship

Jack & Maddie are aware that Danny is interning under an important doctor but they weren’t sure who he is

Angela & Maurice don’t know what’s going on with Tucker he hasn’t given them any stable information, he wanted to keep it that way with them thinking he’s still a good kid

Jeremy & Pamela know exactly what Sam was doing, she made sure of it, she wanted them to know they’re baby girl was running with villains now

Jazz is actually living in Gotham while this is going on, she going to college at GU for psychology, she’s interning at Arkham

She’s actually close with the bats, having met Jason, she’s one of the few psychs they trust at all

She knows that Sam is working with Ivy, she’s tried reaching out to her but Sam refuses to talk to her

She’s only ever seen Blizzard from afar, and was unable to connect him with Danny

She didn’t even know Ruin existed until the bats told her, and even then she didn’t know he was Tucker

When they’re taken down Jazz finds out who they are and she’s crushed, she feels she not only failed Sam, but also Danny & Tucker as well

Since the trio are all 18+ by the time they’re arrested nobody from Amity is sent anything to tell them they’ve been arrested

For about a week Jazz is actually their therapist at Arkham before she’s re-assigned when it’s realized she knows them personally

Jazz ends up telling the Foleys and the Fentons what happened

Then Amity gets the broadcast of their very own Samantha Manson being arrested in Gotham, New Jersey for eco-terrorism

Everything else just blows up in their faces after that, The three families don’t even dare show face around for awhile

They go to Gotham to actually visit their kids in Arkham

The Foleys are so disappointed in their son for what he’s done, Tucker can’t even look them in the eyes as the yell at him about everything

For the Mansons it sprouts into a huge shouting match with Sam almost jumping to table to try and physically fight her parents

All the Fentons do is stare at each other, they try to ask Danny why but he’s not cooperating with his biting remarks and not wanting to even see them for almost a week

Regarding their sentence and institutionalization the trio only has about five years or until they show sufficient mental stability for two years straight

This is another one that's been sitting around for awhile. And I also remembered the the banner i made for Batfam & Everlasting trio content

Main Story Index [It's kinda messy but it's got links to most everything]

[mae-kent]

ok guys vote on my next set of bracelets to premake

[sarbcat]

one thing you should know about me is i will never call victor fries "MISTER" freeze. that man went to school and got a doctorate. he is DOCTOR freeze to me. mr freeze would be great if he wasn't a doctor!!! and sure he's an evil supervillain but do evil supervillains not deserve the respect of having their academic achievements validated? so yes. that is DOCTOR freeze. not mr. that's dr. freeze.

[tgammsideblog]

Blue and tragedy is for real. 😂😭

Exactly

[breadshot]

It's so sad how Victor Fries became Dr Freeze. "Erm don't you mean Mr Freeze-" NO I MEAN DR FREEZE I DONT CARE IF THE COMICS CALL HIM MR FREEZE HE WENT TO SCHOOL AND GOT A PHD SO HE'S A FUCKING DOCTOR AND YOU WILL RECOGNIZE HIM AS SUCH‼️‼️‼️

[gothamrumours]

Icey Lover

To the people of Gotham, I know most of us may not fully love the idea of Love, but I question "what is the truest act of love?" Cause in a way isn't what Mr Freeze is doing everything in an act of love...very yandere act of love but still an act of love none the less.

Like in a way what he's doing is very romantic and should we truly punish one for being let down so much that they refuse to lose there love and are instead determined to save them. It's true love then. If instead of punishing him we assist him and he'll stop his crime, like not that difficult maybe get Poison Ivy and W.E to help and that's one criminal that's done villaining. His motivation will gone and Gotham will be ever so slightly safer and we can call him out during summer time when it gets super hot. Problem solved

Your Loyal Journalists

Gotham Rumors

[anotherramblingfangirl]

In Gotham, the tradition for whose last name is taken after marriage or inherited by children isn't depending on whether you are a man or a woman.

It's whose last name is least able to be punned into a supervillain identity.

No more Dr Fries/Freeze sort of situations.

Gotham city wants those odds as minimal as possible and that sort of convenient temptation present for the least amount of future Gothamites as possible.

[21go-gay-today37]

Arkhamverse doodles :v]

I should study rn :v]

[thebuhonerodazorrow]

Detective Comics #1071 (2023)

Absolute 3/3

Lost Sands

DC

[storytimewithtibby]

warnings not smut: kissing but the weird not sexy kind, victor fries x reader, crack!fic (??) word count: 2433 work - one shot / Prompt

     Shivers chased each other through your body, hard to know when the first wave started, and the next began, but the cold pierced deeply. As did the glare you could sense from behind the red lenses, too opaque for you to see through. But he was definitely not happy, fingers clutching the clipboard in front of you. 

     You’d had one job, you’d done the job. There wasn’t a sane reason for him to be pissed at you for it, taking a step back when he moved forward. Half of the things you hadn’t even known about until he’d begun rattling off a list of things he needed to continue his work. Which albeit you’d had to ask a couple of less than savoury associates where to even find them, but you did. 

     A soft hiss made you jump, realizing belatedly that the suit had done some sort of decompression probably, not that Mr. Freeze had hissed like a literal demon. But he was still moving closer, and you were still trying to create distance. He had a habit of doing an Elsa version of Medusa’s glare and then flicking the new ice sculpture to shatter on the ground. That was probably what had tripped you up to begin with. 

“I have thought about kissing you a lot.’

     Beg your finest pardon? Of all the reprimands or tirades you’d been expecting that had not been on the list. He was notoriously a one and done married man. You wanted to look towards the ice crusted tube in the corner that held the supposed soul mate. Supposedly because you’d heard things when sneaking into labs as an assistant to try and locate the nigh on impossible requests he liked to make of you. 

     Fingers cold and unyielding gripped your jaw, turning your head first one way and then the other as if inspecting you trying to find the elusive reason that he’d been unable to find. The cold made your jaw ache, teeth chattering as the cold settled into the marrow and began to spill through your bloodstream. 

“What would that make me?’

     He could absolutely have this philosophical debate with himself, after he let go, went back to single mindedly trying to bring back the love of his life. You were struggling not to be helpful, that’s all you’d been wanting. The pay was surprisingly good, even if there were no benefits to be had. He only needed money for supplies, equipment, and since you’d cut out that middle man by sneaking in and out of labs with enough finesse to make Selina purr, the money was just kind of sitting there. 

     The babbling thoughts were abruptly dammed as if flash frozen as you realized that he was closer now, able to see your reflection in the lenses watching as your eyes widened in surprise. Surely not, absolutely not, you’d chosen him because his reason for crime had managed to touch that dying romantic ember you’d forgotten hadn’t long gone out. That and outside of being turned into ice rubble on his floor, he was the least likely to bother you unlike the other rogues. 

     And you really had to fuck it up for him to do that, and the only thing you could do to fuck up was make a mistake that effected Nora. Super simple to avoid, anyone with an elementary education could follow instructions and stay the hell out of his way. He didn’t want a lab partner, or y’know a partner partner, so that made it an easy choice. 

     Except you’d somehow managed to catch the attention of the coldest man in Gotham, desperately clinging to the fact that you were day dreaming. Which could also be a terrible idea if he caught you, but even with your imagination you didn’t think you could feel the way the pain was shifting from deep and penetrating, to sharp and aching, to- Your imagination was good, but not that good. This was a symphony of pain playing from another room kind of pain. 

“A terrible man.’ 

     His tone was still flat, a note of distaste, or probably disgust, echoing off the last word. You didn’t nod, or shake your head, leaving him to stew on his own as you played terrified rabbit caught in the snow as the blizzard rolled in and you could only hope to survive encased in a pocket of heat your body generated. Unlikely, he’d barely looked at you more than twice, or so you’d thought. This laser focus was making your stomach twist into knots. 

“An unworthy man.’

     You couldn’t help it, your head lifting and falling rapidly in an agreeing nod. He wasn’t ugly, he was probably packing something that had once been pretty impressive. A vibe you had picked up on with the Rogue’s when you had the misfortune to speak to the other goons and goonettes. Was it goonettes? Anxiety had you desperately seeking anything to pull you out of the present, thoughts filtering through the cracks as you tried not to think of the fact that his breath had an oddly sweet scent to it. 

     Like antifreeze… His grip finally loosening should have given you some measure of relief, but you were more concerned about why he’d let go and where his hand was going to go. The feel of his thumb skimming across your lower lip was par for the course but you still had to fight to stay still. A small, very stupid monkey, part of your brain said bite. Which was an absolutely wild thought process to have when you’d been so sure that Victor “my wife is my life” Fries only noticed other people as moving parts in his experimentation. 

“What would Nora think of this?’ 

     He was still very much not talking to you, that was abundantly clear so you kept your mouth shut and tried very, very hard, not to bring to his attention you were a living creature. But… But you were a little curious. Viciously stamping that thought under heel, you focused on trying to find a way from between him and the rapidly thinning open space behind you. Shuffling like a sloth, you had managed to create distance without it being noticed. 

     But how fast were you really, your mind asked, because unless you’d hidden some sort of Flash worthy sprinting under your belt there was a snowflake’s chance in Poison Ivy’s lair of making a clean break. You’d seen this man move impossibly fast when he thought he was close to a breakthrough. Fingers flying across a keyboard, leaned in so close you wondered why he even bothered with his glasses, only to snap the pen that had begun free fall from the air before you’d had a chance to sigh about absent minded scientists. 

     There’d also been that time you had found him asleep, you hadn’t known he could do that but that was a terror to let Jonathan Crane pull out later, and you’d only meant to make sure he didn’t lose any progress with an errant depression of a keyboard stroke. And your wrist had needed medical attention from how quickly he’d caught, twisted, and then shoved it away from the information. Big men who were half frozen should not move that fast with no noise, it was gut churning. 

     Or gut churning, your brain offered, and you couldn’t tell if this was some sort of coping mechanism or if you were just finally losing the last of your marbles. But to be fair, if his hand could move that fast to capture you, and type that quickly on a keyboard that stuck half the time due to ice crystals that held them in place... Your body shuddered, too many conflicting sensations, and thoughts, it put in for a manual reset. 

“I don’t think she’d be as angry as you think. She did want me happy…’

     Man was reaching for straws as your last one broke the back of the polar bear that was clawing at your lungs and guts. Briefly touching on the fact he’d misread your shudder as possibly fear instead of the fact that the cold in the room was nothing compared to the cold radiating off his suit. You coughed taking in a sudden inhale as your back pressed against the wall, realizing you’d royally fucked up, there was no where to go now. The door a couple of feet to your left practically seeped smugness like it was in a DND campaign and not a single player rolled above five. 

“An experiment, that’s all.’ 

     A what now? Turning back to look at him, it had been stupid to look at the door actually, there were bigger problems. A six foot plus problem that had pressed the pad of his forefinger under your chin and pressed. Fight or flight had failed you, neither RSVPd and you were stuck with freeze or faint, who had shown up in their Sunday best ready for brunch. It wasn’t the worst thing that could happen. You had seen what had happened to others who worked for Rogues. 

     That did not make you lift your head eagerly, or purse your lips though. Teeth clenching as you watched him consider you like a test tube he’d just used to separate something in the centrifuge. How did one put in their two week’s with a Rogue? Or did you just sort of not show up to work and they ignored you. It was kind of like a temp position right? 

     And then his lips rested against yours, and it wasn’t terrible. It was dry, a little rough as the frozen skin did not thaw and soften. How he managed to keep you in place with just his fingertip under your chin wasn’t a mystery, you were vaguely horrified, intrigued, and foolishly curious. Only foolish because this could, and most likely would, not go anywhere. The one constant about your boss, yes boss not friend or associate or even coworker, is that he was obsessed with his wife. Whether or not that was a healthy obsession was not your problem. 

“You taste like autumn.’

     What did that even mean?! You were too busy trying to figure out if you were offended or pleased by the observation when his lips were on yours again. Firmer this time, and you didn’t want to break it to him but mashing lips between two sets of unyielding teeth was not a fun thing. At least weren’t getting any of the usual endorphins, fingers briefly curling and straightening as you weighed the consequences of pushing at him just enough to make him stop. 

“Open.’

     In your defense you did not follow the order, your mouth had fallen open in surprise, vaguely scandalized that he just went directly to the root of the problem you were having. O’Malley’s was going to see a very different side of you when you clocked out for the day. Why did he taste sweet? That was another thing, eyes on the goggles as his tongue slid into your mouth which brought to mind frozen strawberry. Weird, not terrible, but that was weird right feeling a twitch as the freeze response was making muscles ache. 

     Were you supposed to respond? Tentatively, you shifted your tongue to run along the right side of his, just dipping a toe into the frigid water that was already well over your head. He didn’t hate it, though there was a moment of hesitation where your brain began writing your eulogy that no one would hear. A softly muttered Again made your stomach drop to your sensible footwear that was doing nothing to keep you balanced. What was happening right now? 

     But you did, this time on the other side, and the noise that escaped his throat was a little offensive. It was more a hmm that’s interesting, not an ohhh interesting. And given the situation, which was already a fever dream most likely brought on by hypothermia, and that final jab you could absolutely win a case of insanity just by telling them what you did next. Which was odd, your palms cupping his jaw to hold him in place. 

     Not that you were holding his face, no that was batshit, it was the texture. It was like holding shaped glass filled with something. Except the glass was kind of soft so it moved, stained glass maybe with the lead cames underneath the skin. It would explain the rougher texture of his skin, leaning in to deepen the kiss properly. You were going to win that ticket to Arkham with an ease that would make Harvey Dent jealous. 

     Swallowing was like taking a breath of night winter air, the chill spreading through your chest and making your breath catch. When his head shifted away you let go immediately, hands dropping to your sides and acting as though you had very much not been getting invested. It was an experiment, and you were a professional who had realized your lead scientist was fucking up. That’s all it had been, waiting, no praying to anyone who might be listening, that he would dismiss you. 

     The really messed up thing is that he wasn’t even breathing heavy, you were, struggling to find warmer air to take into lungs that seemed to have impossibly begun the freezing process. But your expression was neutral, unaffected, just your silly human body threatening to go into free fall and land either on panic attack or oppossum “death”. What the hell had you been thinking?

“The warmth isn’t as unpleasant as expected.’ 

     Was one hell of a way to start notes on an experiment that you’d been unaware you were assisting with. Oddly kind though, considering you had definitely not had time to brush your teeth after shovelling food into your mouth on the drive back with the equipment you’d managed to steal. But that was all that you caught, the large frame turning away muttering to itself. Actually taking notes on the… kiss (?) you’d shared. 

     But he was already scribbling something down on paper, waiting for the computer to run through the warming process necessary to work. You could feel your shirt peeling off the cold wall where it’d been lightly sweaty from carrying in the items within your capabilities. Dr. Fries could get the heavier things with ease, and you were damned well going to leave him to it, gaze flicking towards the tube. Hopefully he’d get that sorted out sooner rather than later so you didn’t need to assist him with any other experiments

a/n - listen i was of the mind to write smut and got this instead. I will be writing smut but that'll be like a part two of this or something

Ao3 || Tip Jar || Accepting prompts

[thatmanlowkey]

🎵There is a place where you belong

There is a place beyond the storm🎵

[inwardwrites]

More soft quotes

Dr. freeze: If you loved someone, would you do everything you could to have them back?

Batman: I wish I could change what happened, but I’ve put that behind me, it makes me who I am

Dr. freeze: That’s why they call you the hero, and me the monster

[photo-dumpblog]

Dispo 💨

[doctormead]

Between Danny’s ice powers and the experience of Dr. Freeze and Captain Cold, there’s no reason they can’t have both at the same time. 😉

On the spirit of Olympics

Adult Danny (who's well off on money) was scrolling through multi media when someone either commented that there should be an Olympics for meta or someone got disqualified from the Olympics for being one. So he gets an idea.

He announced on the internet that he's sponsoring a meta exclusive Olympics and he's inviting every meta, hero or otherwise, as well as people willing to be hosting said event in a year top. Time, date, place would be announced at a later date.

Everyone got excited, a number of them got skeptical, and it got on the news. People expect it to turn into another area 51 event or dashcon 2 until there are live feeds via shared live streams a year later talking about the meta sport, on the 2nd day tv camera crews got in on said event to broadcast it live around the world and they see a couple of heroes and a few villains (after a thorough bg check and signed magical contracts on no hurting) being there acting civil and having fun as well as representing their countries amongst the many other metas attending the event.

For sure, there would be a next event that's more thoroughly extravagant.

.

[drc00l4tt4]

"I should make a Hear Me Out Bingo"

seeing this on (digital) paper gave me whiplash