#super valor

[superfamilyweek]

We are happy to announce the prompts for Superfamily week! Superfamily week is an event centred around Superman and his family (close as well as extended) and we wanted to reflect that through our choices in prompts. Note that the prompts are not mandatory, and can be followed as loosely or as closely as you'd like. They are as follows:

Day 1: It's a Bird! It's a Plane! / Metropolis & Smallville Day 2: Across Space or Time / Friends and Teammates Day 3: Singing Stars / Hope Day 4: Red and Blue / Krypton Day 5: Heart of Steel / Civilian Life Day 6: Up Up and Away / Of Tomorrow Day 7: Free Day

Reminder: the week will run from November 24 to November 30, 2024. Make sure to check out the week rules here.

[ptanalo]

she just looked like that

[sockiepuppetry]

do you have any other legionnaire redesigns?? I absolutely adore your Brainy and Koko!

I have these old rushed doodles with design concepts for some of the legionnaires. Will probably try and draw my takes on the others + update some of these designs another time lol.

[evilhorse]

Alter Ego magazine #187

[jiyansthesis]

Ok ok hear me out,

Imagine gekko little buddies keep following the reader something like that.

headcannons of wingman, thrash, and dizzy following you around. ^^

the first time you met them, they automatically loved you.

everywhere gekko went with you, wingman would always hover on your shoulder

even when gekko wasn't with you, his friends would always urge him into meeting up with you or convincing you to coming over

they'd always want to play games with you

of course, they didn't follow you around ALL the time, especially when the two of you were defending against the valorant league (sorry if you dont know all the lore to know what this means lmao)

but while the two of you had breaks between the fights, wingman would always come over to rest on your head

you always wished you could understand what they were gossiping about, usually about other agents

gekko would give you a much more nicer version of what they would say

those three would do quite literally anything for you

especially since they know of the chemistry between you and mateo

you could swear that they'd initiate stuff between you two, either giving flowers to mateo to give to you, or by angling you while you were sleeping to lean against him

wingman probably was literally the best wingman mateo could have

those three definitely keep a close eye on you

you're just proud to know that you were the favorite of those three lil cuties, other than mateo himself.

[non-operator]

Listening to the most recent Sova voicemail, I'm making it a hc that Sova's just as bad with tech as Brimstone is.

Like, he could be just be running into tech above his paygrade coincidentally in a row, with failing to hack the Sunset panel and now not being able to turn off the alarm, but I think it's funnier that he's Brimstone level, or worse.

I mean, the duelists are joking about Brimstone forgetting his password... and Sova decides the best person to call to help with the alarms is Brimstone??

This is why Sova can only use disposable/one-use tech.

[bobbinalong]

+1

[khaosssss]

I love shading but it takes so long UAAUAGSHFDHDDHDH

↓↓ Unshaded ver under cut ↓↓

[a-random-nerd-who-posts]

R.I.P. Neon you would’ve loved Chappell Roan

[protytwo]

Glorith shows Valor / Mon-El a vision of what it would be like to rule the Universe together, from Valor #17. And what a sexy, sexy vision it is, courtesy of the talented Colleen Doran.

[the-dracologist]

[wardensantoineandevka]

admittedly, I'm hoping that Meryl Concord coming into the narrative results in it coming to light that Weepe killed her brother and used his documentation of the Breach front at the cabaret to gain pretty much everything he has in his account

in other words, catch Weepe in the act of having stolen Valor

[ptanalo]

forgot to post this lol

[mae-kent]

mae kent / matrix supergirl in valor (1992) by fleming & bright.

[evilhorse]

Back Issue magazine #120

[pastlivesandpurplepuppets]

After entrusting Grant to the care of the German doctor, Speirs joined the manhunt. He soon after crossed paths with a breathless Webster, who was running circles at his roadblock to sober up. The captain peered out from behind the windshield of his crowded jeep and yelled, “Kill him, Webster!” “I will, sir! I’ll kill him!” The jeep returned several minutes later. “See him yet?” Speirs asked. “No, sir.” “We’ll find that sonofabitch if we have to go through every house in town. Keep your eyes open, Webster. He’s likely to steal a car and make a run for it to the mountains.” “Yes, sir.”

In the streets of Saalfelden, Robert “Popeye” Wynn was later on the prowl alongside Speirs when a GI dropped his rifle on the cobblestone street. The crack shattered the dead silence. Startled, Speirs jumped. “That’s the only time I ever saw him show any sign of nerves at all,” Wynn declared.

Shortly after midnight, a still-intoxicated Craver was apprehended only five hundred yards from the very hospital where doctors attempted to save his victim’s life. He had a .32 pistol on his person when troopers overpowered him. Some later claimed the fugitive was raping a German woman when he was captured.

Back at headquarters, Malarkey awaited news. Soon enough, comrades barreled through the double French doors with a bloodied Craver in their clutches. The accused was heaved into an office space until the captain arrived. They barely withheld the instinct to pummel Craver to death on the spot. Speirs arrived and pushed through the crowd encircling Craver. “Where’s the weapon you killed the people with?” he demanded. “What weapon?” was the private’s offhand reply. Malarkey recalled the intense exchange. “Speirs reached up and brought the butt of the gun up and hit him right in the temple, and it stunned him. Speirs screamed at him.” “When you talk to an officer you say Sir! Now sit.” Looking down at Craver with disdain, Speirs added, “I’ve killed better men than you.” Eyewitness accounts vary as to what occurred next. Some claimed the captain raised his Colt to Craver’s head but refused to pull the trigger. Perhaps he had had enough killing for one war. In any case, Speirs and Malarkey then sat down and commenced questioning the prisoner. “The guy was still stunned, but during interrogation, he was very articulate to me,” Malarkey remembered. “And mind you, now, there’s a whole bunch of people mulling around. It was like a nightmare.

And then, all of a sudden here comes Hack Hansen from Second Platoon.” Sergeant Herman Hanson pushed through the mass of troopers and shoved a pistol in Craver’s face. The gun misfired, and Hansen was tackled to the ground. Recalling that night nearly a half-century later, Malarkey said Hansen’s dramatic entry reminded him of Jack Ruby’s shooting Lee Harvey Oswald in 1963 in Dallas. Everything could have changed in a split second.

~ Jared Frederick & Erik Dorr