#v; superhero

[patchworkcowboy-archive]

[ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐃 ] My muse steps protectively in front of yours.

superhero moment !!!

He'd be inclined to cuss Rudy out for being a self righteous asshole if not for the fact he needs the recovery time. The asshole they're fighting got a lucky shot in, bullet tearing through his left side. It sent clean through which in some ways simplifies the healing process. Currently, however, it hurts like and is bleeding something horrible. Shrugging his jacket off, he replies, "just need a minute!" Tying the jacket around the wound he pulls the arms tight so it forms a tight compress. It should slow the flow of blood enough that he can help Rudy finish this fight.

[thevelvetgoldmine]

V FOR VENDETTA (2005) dir. James McTeigue

[fae-of-prey]

my peter parker is always one bad day away from ending lives bc he’ll be damned if he loses another loved one<3

[dailyflicks]

anonymous requested ⤵ BATMAN V SUPERMAN: DAWN OF JUSTICE — 2016 | dir. Zack Snyder

[icanarachnid]

[patchworkcowboy-archive]

The universe works in mysterious ways... Gone are his days of running from the law. Instead, he is the law. Well, sort of. He helps innocent people and roughs up folks that commit crimes. That being said it does seem like Gotham endorses Batman and his antics. It's more like they turn a purposefully blind eye since their work makes the jobs of the police easier.

The fire is raging, relentless and already incredibly hot. Normally he enjoys fires. The smell of a campfire or food cooking is relaxing. To bad this fire is something darker, more malicous. Accepting his outstretched hand, he laughs, "Me, stupid? Have a little faith, Batman. I promise to be on my best behavior."

@patchworkcowboy -I'm not giving up on them now.

Fire. Flames engulfing the building, and gunfire from the thugs holding out on the street. Two innocents still remain in what was the Chuckle-Me-Up Comedy Club. Jokers work. Though, he knows, this is far too simple by Joker's standards, certainly a distraction for a far more vicious scheme.

Batman nods. 'Me neither.'

He's not quite sure how he's acquired a partner in this particular endeavour, but he's grateful. Two pairs of hands will make retrieving the missing persons far more efficient...

The Batman offers them a hand, grappling hook at the ready. 'Don't do anything stupid.' He warns. The bat appreciates a brave volunteer, but will refuse to allow them a self sacrifice. Not on his watch. 'Hold on.'

[underthestarlitsky]

and i would say i love you, but saying it out loud is hard

ko-fi | commissions

[undercoveravenger]

Fire & Ice

Pairing: Luke Riordan x Male!Reader:

Requested: Yes

Request: “hey since you are starting to write for gen v could I request Luke x ice power reader. Maybe his side effect is he loses his body heat every time he uses his power so he absorbs heat from other things. Luke comes in and sees his boo like that and just flames on and cuddles him”

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Training matches were nothing out of the ordinary at Godolkin University, especially when you were ranked as highly as you were. That didn’t mean you didn’t dread them any less.

You could feel the weight of dozens of people’s eyes on you as you stepped up to your opponent, some low-level speedster that had been gunning for your rank since they stepped foot on campus, always pushing at your boundaries and trying to taunt you into a fight to try to boost their own stats. Them prodding at your relationship was what finally pushed you over the edge.

Freezing cold spiraled from your fingertips up your arms, lacy snowflakes locking together and building up into thick sheets and spikes of ice around your hands and forearms, stacking into something between frozen boxing gloves and the gauntlets on a suit of armor.

The speedster seems taken aback for a moment, but still seems to think he can take you. The ref has hardly blown the whistle to start the match when they’re on you, one fierce punch after another coming from all directions as they speed around you. You’re taking the barrage, allowing them to get a few good hits in when your eyes lock with Luke out in the crowd. His eyes are narrowed, brows pinched in that severe way you know means he’s concerned about you, and his pretty perfect lips are turned down in a frown. You need to end this quickly, if not for your sake than for his.

You step forward with one foot, eyes fixed not on the speedster, but on where you know they will be in a fraction of a second. A thin sheen of ice spreads from your foot, glazing the ground in front of you, spiking sharply upward to form a wall as tall as you are just in time for your opponent to slam full-force into it. Their velocity being so suddenly stopped throws them off, sends them reeling long enough for you to throw one of your icy gauntlets into their chin in a brutal uppercut to their jaw and send them sprawling. The ref calls the match when your opponent is unable to stand.

You turn away then, ice beginning to melt and drip away as you approach the bench to grab your bag. Your fingers are trembling as the last of the ice crackles away, and the pins-and-needles feeling in your face tells you that your lips are probably already taking on a shade of blue from the cold.

Luke is there, already with your bag over his shoulder, eyes glinting just the lightest bit gold as he takes your hands in his, warming you with his powers as he starts tugging you away from the tournament arena, herding you quickly back to your room before you could be swarmed by your peers to congratulate you on the match.

He relents once he has you back to your room, letting go of your hands only long enough to help you out of your sweaty work out clothes and tug back the blankets on your bed for you to climb under. He deposits your bag next to your desk and slips under the blankets with you. Luke wraps his arms around you, using his powers just enough to help coax you back from the brink of frostbite.

You can feel the shivering starting to subside as your boyfriend helps you warm back up, your hands tucked between the two of you where you can feel his heartbeat against your palms. 

“Thank you,” you say quietly after a long while. “For this.”

You can feel a soft laugh rumbling through Luke’s chest as he curls closer to you, “Of course, sweetheart. If me getting to cuddle up with you helps you, then it's a win-win.” He’s quiet for a moment, before he continues, “I worry about you, y’know? That your powers hurt you like this. What if when you’re a professional hero you have to use your powers for too long and you actually get hypothermia or frostbite or whatever and we can’t fix it fast enough?”

You shrug. It’s crossed your mind before, sure. Ice powers are great and all, but you were still human - you got the negatives with the positives too. If you let yourself use your powers too long, you could freeze yourself over completely. 

“Good thing I don’t plan on letting you get too far away from me, huh?” You teased, sliding still stiff arms around your boyfriend to pull him closer. “I’ll be more careful,” you promised after a minute. Luke had been closed off with a lot of people for a long time, so now that he’s being open with you, you know you can’t just dismiss his concerns.

“Thank you,” he replies, arms tightening around you. You can feel the way his lips tug upward into a smile where they’re pressed against your forehead. His breathing slows against you as he relaxes and his anxiety eases. The beat of his heart slows, his arms still holding you close as sleep overcomes him.

When you had first started at Godolkin, you had expected the heavy course load. You had expected the training matches and the classes and the strain that mastering your powers would put on you. You had never expected Luke. You could’ve never expected to find someone who would mean so much to you, to go to all of your matches and worry about you and help you recover when your powers took too much out of you. 

It’s funny, you think, that the love of your life has fire powers while you have ice. Maybe it’s true, what they say about two halves making a whole - it certainly felt true right now with Luke curled up against you. You knew that you couldn’t be happier.

[ryemiffie]

More stuff from my day as superbat incorrect quotes!

Batman: Do you know what this means?!

Superman: No winter wedding?

Batman: Were you considering one?

Superman: Well I just thought maybe it would be nice.

Batman: No, I hate the cold.

Superman: Okay, nevermind.

[patchworkcowboy-archive]

Visibly wincing at the fake accent, his guns remain holstered as he speaks with Nightwing. Nightwing, even with his horrible fake accent hasn't done anything to earn his ire. And although his guns have a non-lethal setting, he'd rather not risk pissing one of the city's protectors who is never seen using a lethal weapon.

"Better not quit your day job with actin' skills like that," he teases him, voice light and playful. He's wearing a human face... For now. But that could change. He could revert to his normal self, or he could even put on Nightwing's visage if he wanted to. "People in this city make it really hard to mind your own business. Someone is always robbin' someone or doin' real crazy shit. I can't stand crazy assholes. And what's with all the clowns anyway? There a circus in town or somethin?"

@patchworkcowboy liked for a starter!! pj & dick

“well i’ll be,” dick draws out the vowels, rocking back on his heels and grinning. “a real, gen-u-ine cowboy all the way up here in gotham city. hoping to rustle up some cattle thieves?” his tone is light and playful but there’s something tense about his posture. new oddities in gotham is never a good sign. could be another cape, could be a new rogue, either way, it’s bad news. 

he shifts his weight from foot to foot in a playful restlessness but his eyes never leave the other and his fingers twitch, like he’s ready to reach for his weapons at any moment.

[extraordinary-heroes]

King in Black #2 (Variant Cover art by Jerome Opeña and Dean V. White)

[queenoffoliage]

Part 3 of Louis getting precedingly more cursed somehow, S32 E3 concept art edition

[atomic-chronoscaph]

Batboat - Batman (1966)

[dailyflicks]

GEN V (2023— ) S01E06, Jumanji

[unnamedmedicalprofessional]

Marvel and DC comic book characters, and other long running characters like The Doctor from Doctor Who, James Bond, or The Simpsons, being stuck in a specific unending status quo eternally can be frustrating as a fan, but I think if you look at it from an in-universe perspective there's a certain compelling tragedy to it. It's just another form of being doomed by the narrative.

Long running franchise characters are essentially cursed to a sisyphean existence where they can never permanently win against the evils they fight against, they can never really change the world, and they can hardly ever fully overcome their own personal flaws. In a sense, this can be relatable. We in the real world can change, individually or societally, and we should work to do so, but it can often feel like we're stuck in a cycle repeating the same things over and over again, individually and societally. The only happiness long running franchise characters can have is that they must find peace with their stunted corporate mandated existence. One must imagine sisyphus happy. I really like when franchise media leans into this tragedy, Ram V's run on detective comics is a good example. You can also read that subtext into the Doctor Who episode Heaven Sent.

[charliejaneanders]

I would like to see The Death of Superman die in a fire.

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