#solomon grundy

[browsethestacks]

Rogues

Art by Leonardo Romero

[why-i-love-comics]

Poison Ivy #24 (2024)

written by G. Willow Wilson art by Haining & Arif Prianto

[chainsawmanicure]

if batman had instagram

9+ direct mesaages

joker: Say Batsy, have U heard of Hawk-Tuah? HAHAHAHAHA! -J❤️

poison ivy: I NEED cocaine.

hugo strange: I NEED cocaine.

catwoman: Hey, handsome. Just checking in… 😏🐱❤️

mr freeze: I NEED my wife.

killer croc: Throwing a BBQ this Sat. DONT MISS IT, B-Man.

solomon grundy: gnwqioqjsmsmjdoo

harley quinn: my wife NEEDS cocaine.

scarecrow: Are you SCARED of Cocaine, Batman? HROOAAA…

riddler: solve my puzzles

penguin: Try as you might, Bat-Freak… you will NOT stop me from getting my COCAINE! -Oz☂️

mad hatter: Hello, Batman. I hate to ask you this but… would you mind reading me a bedtime story? I know it’s a stupid question, but… ah, whatever. Forget I asked…

nightwing: do u even watch the reels i send you. you say LOL but not all of them are funny

clayface: Wicked is playing in Gotham again. PLEASE let me out of Arkham. PLEASE LET ME OUT

manbat: Soz about that last message, was in batmode when I sent it. LMAO

black mask (idk anything about black mask): Im big and gay batman. Whats up

bane: hey are you going to croc’s bbq? i was gonna bring your favorite… deviled eggs… you like those rihgt?

calendar man: dont even try bro ill get u. Tomorrow’s Monday

[factual-flittermouse]

DC confirms that the bat cave is just part of a really huge cave system, and that’s just how Batman gets around without people seeing him. Some people question how nobody else has discovered the batcave if this is true, but it /is/ Gotham - there’s a man eating pseudo crocodile and a zombie in the sewers. Would you risk it?

[danielfs5]

7-31

[proneterror204]

Freakshows broken out of Arkam Asylum and he's got a brand new staff, an necromancer staff. No more ghosts! The ghostboy has to much experience fighting them. He has something more tangible. ZOMBIES!

On a train straight out of Gotham with 200 zombie dressed as clowns and splashed with joker gas to make them smile and laugh like all clowns should. On a one way track to Amity Park. But his main attraction won't cooperate. Solomon Grundy sits chained in a cage like a circus animal. The staff doesn't work on him and he just want to be left alone. No matter, it'll be enough to piss off that goth girl.

[about-faces]

Covers for Batman: The Long Halloween: The Last Halloween (Oct 2024) by a roster of guest artists honoring the late Tim Sale.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 107

“Hey uh pal, what you got there…?”

Grundy hummed a rumble, blinking slowly as he turned slightly towards his… what were they… Not an enemy, not a threat… they were… friend! Yes, they were the friend that didn’t mind that whenever he came back he came back different. 

He uncurled his arms slightly, proudly showing his friend what he’d found splashing in the water growling angrily. His friend blinked, mouth opening and closing for a few moments as he waited patiently, careful not to drop the squirming duo. 

“Babies,” he proudly declared as they let out squeaky roars. 

[kapptto]

☂️❓️🧟‍♂️🤡

gettin back into the swing of things startin with some doodles

[satoshy12]

Idol of Children Grundy!

As Solomon Grundy was mysteriously transported to Amity Park, he was discovered by the Hero of the City.

Confused by all of it, and the boy being like Grundy, he listened. That was how he became the town's two guardians against the ghosts and others.

The children, were fascinated by the great Grundy's moves, start cheering for their newfound hero with catchphrases like "Do the "Grundy Punch!" and "Do the "Grundy Kick!" and the fight is won!"' When he battles the threat! Heh Batman, this is how you truly are a hero! The Grundy Hero way! Grundy Punch!!!

A/N

Yes Falcon Punch is Grundy Punch

[dailydccomics]

death and rebirth of Pamela Isley (again) Poison Ivy #24 by G. Willow Wilson and Haining

[gilverrwrites]

My horny ass has been watching Gotham again.

A-Z Gotham Men* and how they fuck you.

*like 75% of Gotham men: Alfred, Bullock, Butch, Ed/The Riddler, Jerome, Jervis, Jim, Lucius, Maroni, Penguin, and Zsasz 🖤

18+ MINORS DNI

Almost everything Alfred does is practiced, and purposeful and despite all his training, he’s still rough around the edges. But when he looks into your eyes, when he hears his name on your lips, all of that hardness and posturing dissipates. He tries to praise you but it comes out all muddled and breathless. So he worships your body as best he can, gently brushing your most sensitive parts with strong calloused hands, rocking your bodies together until you’re as lost as he is. Sometimes he does it with those white cotton gloves still on, and he neglects to clean them for days after because he can still smell you on them.

Bullock talks a big game, but he’s not the man he used to be. Still, what he lacks in youth, he makes up for in enthusiasm. Swollen lips kiss and suck at you, wherever he can find, his scruffy facial hair leaving beard rash on all his favourite parts. Firm, clammy hands pull and grope and guide your body, showing you how he likes it done. “Oh yeah, ooooh yeah, baby.” He pants between ragged breaths and clenched teeth, “Feels so fucking good baby, just like that.” When he’s done he wipes you down with a wet cloth and a cheeky grin, offering to buy you a drink he’s needed since you started.

Butch is big and sturdy and such a good boy. Butch is happy to say whatever you want to hear, to do whatever you want him to do, for you to use his body however you need to get off. “Anything for you Ma’.” He gets high on the scent of you, whimpers when you touch his cock, and eagerly licks up any mess he’s made, whenever, and wherever you allow him to. He’s at your service, just tell him what to do, so long as you shower him with your praise and adoration when you’re done. He especially loves it when you run your fingers through his hair, and plant your kisses behind his ears.

Ed is curious and attentive. His voice is shaky as he asks “Is this okay?” “Does that feel good?” “Is all this because of me?” His long fingers tentatively exploring every inch of you, in and out, memorising every jerk of your body, retaining every noise you make. He refuses to cum until you’re ready, until you’re fully entwined and engrossed in each other.

But The Riddler knows you’re needy. The Riddler takes advantage of that desperation, because it makes you dumb and mailable. He uses your body for his pleasure, he knows where to twist and pull to make your walls wet and tight around him. When you try to speak, he shushes you, cups your cheeks in gloved hands and coos; “I know, I know. Don’t speak. Just take it.”

Jerome is unpredictable. Some nights he’s a tease, making you beg and plead for your own defilement. It’s an act, entertainment, and you’re his favourite performer. When you’re good to him, he’s good to you, but when you’re bad, he’s really really bad. But it’s hard to be good, because he likes to move the goalpost whenever he senses you getting comfortable.

On other nights he’s clingy, and dutiful. He uses you to keep his cock warm, cradling you, swaying your bodies back and forth, inching himself deeper and deeper inside of you, and laughing into the crook of your neck.

Jervis is composed, and poised. He rolls his sleeves up and lets his hat sit askew while you ride him. Likes to watch the way you wither and pant, your eyes grow more and more vacant each time you work his cock deeper into your burning core. Likes to whisper and woo you with his sweet nothings. “Aren’t you a treasure? Fucking yourself for my pleasure?” It’s such a thrill to watch you come undone for him, especially when you’ll unravel yourself willingly.

As to be expected, Jim is the vanilla type. The quiet type, the strong and sturdy type. He makes love to you like it’s his duty, holding you down in missionary or the mating press as he hammers into you in powerful, uniform thrusts into your both coming undone, your name escaping his lips in an atypically soft whisper when he finishes deep inside you. What’s less expected is his oral fixation. Jim likes to relieve his stress by loosing himself between your legs, by licking and sucking and biting all the parts that make you flinch. He likes to know he’s left his mark on you, even if it’s confined to the places only he can lay his eyes on.

Lucius is like the cat that got the cream, grinning the whole time, every time. No matter the place or position, he peppers your skin with kisses, the curl of his lips evident with each press of his open mouth. He likes it slow and deep. Holds your feet over his shoulders and sink in until you can both feel his tip press against your cervix. Tell him how good that feels, smile back at him and he’s a goner. He likes to finish in your mouth, likes to watch the way your body perks when his cock twitches against your tongue, the way your expression softens, and your lids grow heavy when his thick, warm cum hits the back of your throat. You can barely roll over to grab the tissue before he’s on you again, ready to assault you with yet another round of smile-laden kisses.

Maroni likes a show, likes to be entertained, likes to know he makes you feel good without barely lifting a finger, he’s just that good, you know? So he lets you grind against him, or lets you ride him, nice and slow. He might play with your nipples when he wants you to make those pretty little noises, or press your tongue down with his think fingers when he wants you to be quiet. After you’ve found your release he holds your hips in a vice-like grip as he bucks up into you, deceptively fast for a big guy, until he unloads wherever he sees fit.

Penguin fucks you in a frenzy, high on your body, using you like every time is the first and last chance he’ll get. He ruts into you in short, sharp movements. He likes to see you on your knees, worshipping at his feet, taking him in whatever hole he pleases. He likes to rub his cock on your face, likes to mark you with his musk. When he speaks, it’s between shallow, harsh breaths, he begs demands that you call out his name, again, and again, louder and louder, ensuring everyone knows you belong to the King of Gotham.

Zsasz doesn’t care about your pleasure or comfort. In fact, it’s your pain that gets him off. Zsasz will fuck you dry so he can watch you flinch. He pinches, and wrenches, and grabs you like a ragdoll. He enjoys choking you until your neck is bruised and swollen, until you're crying deliciously salty tears that he loves to lick up. He likes to cut you on those fleshy, tender parts, likes to see your deep red blood on his pale hands. He loves to fuck you until you’re shaking, until you’re sore and overstimulated and begging him to stop.

[why-i-love-comics]

Detective Comics #1077 - "Toxic Love" (2023)

written by Dan Watters art by Caspar Wijngaard

[tuxxydo]

idk guys, i think they'll find each other in every universe.

[hawkzeyes]

Infinity Inc #3 (1984-)

[wallycet]

Another piece of my boy, with the man himself Solomon Grundy