#theamazondiana

[nerdybirdboy]

So, this blog is 3 years now. This means I've been rping Tim for a little more than 3 years in total. He was on a sideblog at first. I would never have discovered Tim if it hadn't been for @riidcr and her being into Dick Grayson then. Before that, she had been my main Stephen Strange to my Bruce Banner. So if any of you are happy about me being here and rping Tim, you all have her to thank for it.

Although I care about all my mutuals, even those I haven't spoken too yet, but some of you have been here since the very start and those are: @rxsurrxcted, @goldentemplariumcrow, @jp-todd-rp, @supermantm, @richbastardbat & @theamazondiana (and redwinefangs, but I don't know where they went and I'm missing them a lot). Thank you for giving my Tim a chance when we were very new to it all. Thanks for making me feel welcomed. I hope we will continue to rp for a long time. ♡

And for all of you I haven't interacted with. I do look forward to doing so.

For everyone, thanks for your support and patience ♡♡♡

[brokentoys]

@theamazondiana​ SENT :

diana whenever elaine hc's come up

Here she is!

[txkethefall]

@theamazondiana​ asked: "A sword! A sword is a great weapon, but mine doesn't transform. I'll have to train you with a lasso, it's also quite useful."

“A lasso?” Percy asked in disbelief. “I’m not a cowboy, I’m from New York CIty. What would I do with a lasso? I mean, thank you, I’m just.... a lasso?”

[captainstevertrevor]

@theamazondiana​

“”So..the Batman. He exists?”

[clownfatale]

@laughter-in-white @the-bctman​ @theamazondiana | based off of this !!

i can’t draw bruce well i’m so sorry but i’ve had this stuck in my head soo

[the-bctman]

@theamazondiana​: 

Five years ago, the world changed forever. Five years ago, Bruce Wayne’s worst nightmares had become a reality. Darkseid invaded the earth in search of the Anti-Life Equation, and used it to twist this world’s greatest hero to his own personal slave. Five years ago, the Justice League lost Superman. 

Now, the League was a fraction of what it used to be. As the world adapted, Batman had to as well. This meant working alongside those he never would have expected. Slade Wilson, Deathstroke, was a commander in Batman’s resistance. Though only few Leaguers were left, he was thankful he had them. Especially Diana.

Bruce overlooked his soldiers, his allies as they prepared for a new battle. There were rumors of a new kryptonite stash in the north end of what was once Metropolis. He looked to the auburn sky, and felt the heat beat down on his cowl. He let out a soft sigh, and heard the sound of a gate open behind him.

[maximummusesarch]

@theamazondiana​ (sc)

Memory is running a hundred miles a minute through a minefield.  The woman in front of him looks vaguely familiar, maybe.  Like a photograph that’s been burned but you can kinda recognize.  But it’s not quite there.  Only one way to find out.

“You look familiar.  We met before?”

[lovepoweredspeed]

@theamazondiana liked for a starter.

When he contacted Diana to hear if she might want to teach him some fighting, he hadn’t really expected her to say yes, but she did and he hadn’t been able to hold my the excitement in his voice. Barry was fully aware he’d get his ass kicked, all he could do was run really fast, more or less, but actual hand-to-hand combat, not so much. He didn’t like pain, so he had always tried to stay clear from any fights at school or in foster homes, but if he was going to be a member of the Justice League, he kind of needed to also know a little how to fight.

He’d thought about Bruce first, but the image of some kind of torture chamber with lasers and those maces on a rope popped into his mind, so he quickly skipped that idea. After that, Diana had been on his list and she had said yes!

Arriving to the location, he had never been this excited for the prospect of being beaten up. Hopefully she wouldn’t be too hard on him.

“Hi, Diana! I’m so glad you agreed on this, I know it won’t be too fun for you since I’m no match for a living Xena the Warrior Princess, but I really do appreciate you taking time to teach me some thing. I’ll try to be a good student, but I was never really good at being a student in school, but then that was sitting by a desk and listening to some old guy going blah blah blah, you know. Oh not that you’re boring even if you’re old. No, sorry, I don’t mean like old old, you don’t look old, not at all, but I know you have lived for a long time and I will just shut up now.” He’d done it again, the whole brain to mouth filter not working. Hopefully, she wouldn’t be too upset with him.

[gothamprens]

@theamazondiana​ (x)

“I’m still counting that as kidnapping, Diana.”

[babywonder]

@theamazondiana​ continuing from here X

“Nothing. I just wanted to get your attention.”

[monster-bcrn]

“Hm…well, I don’t see why not. Death isn’t evil, it’s just a natural part of the universe,” she said, thoughtfully. 

@theamazondiana​

It was something that sort of haunted the zombie.....that maybe he was inherently evil because he was part of death. Even when he wanted to help people....it was as if he just brought them to suffer and die.

“ Grundy.......part Grey. Grey......death eaters. Bring death, eat death.....bring new stuff for Green and Red. Um.....eat icky dead things so bad stuff don’t grow.....”

Scavengers. The recycling units of the natural world. Neither good nor bad, but oftentimes hated because of their roles. There was no romanticism in being something that stuck its face in a rotting corpse.

“......Rot bad. Grey like Rot......does that mean Grundy bad too?”

[nerdybirdboy]

Cont. from [x] with @theamazondiana

Naps could be dangerous, they sometimes turned into more than just naps. How Bruce often functioned on just microsleep was beyond Tim.

When Diana didn’t comment on his attire, he relaxed a little and the blush started to fade.

“I’m good, just woke up.” Like that wasn’t obvious. “I was going to just take a nap, but it seems like it turned into something a bit longer.” To be fair, he was a bit banged up, which was why he was wearing sweats and t-shirt, so maybe the added rest wasn’t so bad. “How are you, Diana?” Tim asked, smiling at her.

[brokentoys]

@theamazondiana​ ASKED :

Do you have any headcanons on how Riddler and Wonder Woman first interacted?

Good question! Not sure! Since Eddie doesn’t actually... leave Gotham too often. (Unless it’s for “business.” Eddie typically likes to stay in Gotham. It’s where he’s, ironically, most comfortable. And where most of his plans take place.) I’d imagine he probably met her whilst she had business with the Justice League, or at the very least - Batman. Actually, no, that would be hilarious. Eddie sets up this BIG plot to kill Batman - the biggest yet (or so he claims. I mean, he claims that with EVERY new trap.) And Batman’s like “Godddamn, gotta deal with the fucking Riddler.” Then Wonder Woman just tags along because she’s there, anyway. And then the fucking LOOK on Eddie’s face when fucking WONDER-WOMAN shows up, too! He only expected Batman!! Not someone he used to look up to. So, really - he’s like:

[archived-brokentoys]

@theamazondiana​ sent:

Bowler hates are for losers- xoxo Martha

“ & this is PRECISELY why I am voted Gotham’s best dressed, & you aren’t. ”

[captainstevertrevor]

“If you don’t want me talking back to your rogues , why don’t you do something about it?”

@ofamazonia @theamazondiana @justicescreaming @fortislumen @justicescreaming @legends-and-savages​

[clownfatale]

@theamazondiana​ | plotted starter !!

Three years was a lot longer than it sounded originally. Well, originally, it was only supposed to be one, if Amanda Waller had kept her word. There was always a trick up that woman's sleeve. Harley felt stupid she fell for it in the first place. It wasn’t like she had much of a choice regardless--the only way she walked out of the Suicide Squad early was in a body bag. 

Gotham had changed within those three years. Not much regarding the crime, that was still the same. Probably worse. The blonde couldn’t dwell on that. She had more pressing matters to focus on. Like where she was supposed to go and what the hell she was going to do. Being a free woman sounded so nice at first, but at least when she was causing hell she had an end game. 

She still had one. The path to reach it was wonky and obstructed. Gotham was her main problem. It was too much, it hit too close to home. Just being in the city weighted her down tremendously. A relapse into her old ways was hard to resist while being suffocated by the city, by the doubt surrounding her release, the doubt from her friends. No one believed her. 

Besides Diana. All of that led to the clown at the Amazon’s door, twiddling her thumbs and procrastinating to figure out what to say to her. Finally after enough stalling, Harley reached up and knocked, putting on a bright grin when someone answered. 

“Hiya Wondy,” she started, her tone upbeat, “Long time no see!”