#vandal savage hot

[scarlethood]

im late to the party but gotham war is so deeply fundamentally stupid... how can you have a batman who outright says his family that he built is his failsafe for if he goes too far and then immediately fight against them because he knows better than them what is too far? like its a fundamentally broken conflict. especially if the end to your conflict is batman just changing his mind randomly and being all 'you're the greatest heroes gotham has ever known' bro shut up you've been fighting them bc you think they're 'wrong' about/for gotham this entire time

and I'm not even going to get into 'stealing from the rich who explicitly exploit the working class is wrong because my mommy and daddy were rich' or 'theyve joined the ranks of white collar crime and those who commit tax fraud' uh do you regularly beat people up for the IRS batman? or 'dick is a sloppy careless fighter' or 'life has clear definition and no grey area because once you die youre dead' or 'nightwing and robin are just pretending to be heroes but i batman am the physical incarnation of justice' or 'working with criminals means you have strayed from the path of righteousness oh hold on i have a call from the man im working with- i mean using: the riddler' or how 'no compromises' is an authoritarian fascist ideal or 'im not a good role model so you parent my child for me again' or or or

that shit was Not Good on any level from technical to just enjoyment... remind me to stop reading modern comics

[solar-wing]

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⚣👊 A/N → @natef458 Last request from my previous account. Now, I can focus on one inbox (at least for now)! Shorter than what I've normally done, but I wanted to keep it simple. Hope you enjoy it! Tamaranean male image generated by AI. WARNINGS: Canon-Typical Violence | Tamaranean Male Reader | Dick Is Nightwing |

⚣👊 Summary → It's Y/N's first mission as a part of the team since he came to Earth. The Team and their leader Nightwing soon found out just how capable Tamaraneans are in a fight.

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Under the harsh glow of the moonlight, the Young Justice team converged around the abandoned warehouse where Vandal Savage and his cronies were holed up. Nightwing was co-leading the mission with Aqualad, coming far in his leadership and skill since they had founded the team along with their friend and teammate Kid Flash, and new friends Superboy, Miss Martian, Artemis, and eventually Zatanna.

Many of the original members had grown much from their early days as a part of the team, moving away from their past titles as sidekicks and coming into their own identities as heroes.

One of them was the former sidekick to the Dark Knight, previously known as Robin, who’d realized he wanted to separate himself from Batman and forge his own path and identity. Thus, within a few years after the team’s founding, he left his position and title as Robin and took on the persona of Nightwing.

He’d come a long way from the kid he was before, becoming more of the leader his mentor, and friend Aqualad saw in him. So much so, that the Atlantean had decided to start letting him help co-lead missions, seeing that was their original deal during that first fateful mission on Santa Prisca. And it couldn’t have come at a better time.

Batman had alerted the Team about a new mission concerning Vandal Savage who had just stolen a prototype weapon from a top-secret government facility. This weapon, codenamed "Project Eclipse," was not only a formidable tool of destruction but was clearly another attempt at trying to make humans evolve as a race due to his crazy beliefs in Social Darwinism and survival of the fittest.

By now, the Team knew this could only be the minor puzzle piece to something bigger. But, a weapon of that capability was way too dangerous to be left in his hands. Thus, they were tasked with intercepting Savage and recovering the stolen weapon before he could carry out whatever twisted experiments he had planned.

Only now, their team had grown much larger, bringing in various new members. Some were sidekicks to other heroes a part of the League while others were just regular people who had developed powers and abilities, whether intentionally or not, and were recruited into the team so they could learn how to control them and use them for good.

They’d lost a few along the way, some choosing to leave the team on their own while others had met a different and more grave fate, one of them being the new Robin, Jason Todd, who’d taken Dick’s place after he’d given up the position of Batman’s sidekick. Of course, the team mourned the loss of their fallen teammates, but it didn’t take away from their strength, especially with the other new members who had joined.

One of them being Y/N, an alien refugee who’d made quite the entrance to Earth just two years prior. He’d escaped from the captivity of the Gordanians, an intergalactic race of slavers who’d attacked his home planet, Tamaran, and abducted him as a slave in the process.

But, the slavers were ignorant of the fact that Tamaraneans gained strength from sunlight. So, when traveling closer to Earth within view of the distant sun of the solar system and after encountering the inherent unpredictability of space travel, Y/N seized his opportunity for escape, breaking free from his confines and escaping the vessel.

They’d pursued after him, hot on his trail as he made his way onto Earth, landing in the unsuspecting municipality of Happy Harbor. Unknowingly, but thankful in the end, his arrival had caught the attention of the Young Justice team, whose base was located in the nearby mountain and had come to his rescue.

It’d definitely been an interesting first meeting, considering none of the Team could understand him since he was speaking an alien language they’d never heard of. That’s when Y/N took it upon himself to lock lips with the Boy Wonder, who had yet to give up his identity and position as Batman’s sidekick.

Apparently, Tamaraneans possessed the ability to learn language through skin contact. It didn’t have to be done explicitly through kissing, but they were also a very direct and forward race when it came to their feelings. Being a race ruled more by emotion than reason.

Simply put, Y/N found Dick attractive and planted one on him so he could learn English, much to the then Boy Wonder’s surprise, but also enjoyment. He didn’t know much about Tamaraneans, but, judging by YN’s appearance, it definitely had to be a planet full of attractive people. But, he only had his eyes on one at that moment.

Now, two years later, Y/N had become an integral member of the Young Justice team, his journey from alien refugee to valued ally a testament to his strength and resilience. Despite the initial language barrier and clear cultural differences that in the early stages separated him from his teammates, Y/N had quickly adapted to life on Earth, his determination to learn and grow matched only by his unwavering commitment to the team.

Y/N brought a unique blend of strengths and abilities to the Team, complementing and enhancing the skills of his fellow teammates in various ways. His Tamaranean heritage bestowed upon him powers and abilities that were on par, if not equal, with those of Superboy, making him a formidable force to be reckoned with on the battlefield.

Like Superboy, Y/N possessed superhuman strength, allowing him to perform incredible feats of physical prowess and to go toe-to-toe with even the most powerful adversaries. His invulnerability made him virtually indestructible, able to withstand the most devastating attacks without so much as a scratch.

But what truly set Y/N apart was his extreme proficiency in hand-to-hand and weapon combat. Trained from a young age in the art of combat on his home planet of Tamaran, Y/N was a master of various fighting styles and techniques, able to hold his own against opponents of any size or skill level.

In addition to his formidable combat skills, Y/N possessed the ability to generate energy bolts and blasts from his hands and eyes, a power known as star bolts on Tamaran. These powerful energy blasts were capable of incapacitating even the most resilient foes, adding a deadly edge to Y/N's already impressive arsenal of abilities.

Together, Y/N's strength, combat prowess, and energy manipulation abilities made him a major asset to the Young Justice team, capable of turning the tide of battle in their favor with a single well-placed strike. Whether facing off against street-level criminals or cosmic threats, Y/N stood ready to defend his teammates and protect the innocent, his unwavering determination and indomitable spirit serving as a beacon of hope in the darkest of times.

As the Team faced off against Vandal Savage and his henchmen in the abandoned warehouse, the air crackled with tension and anticipation. Nightwing and Aqualad led the charge, their years of experience and leadership guiding the team through the chaotic fray.

Superboy, Miss Martian, and Zatanna with a few of their other teammates had split off to retrieve the stolen weapon, leaving Nightwing, Artemis, Kid Flash, and Y/N to hold off Savage and his goons. The battle was fierce and relentless, with Savage's forces proving to be formidable adversaries.

As Nightwing faced off against Vandal Savage in the dimly lit warehouse, the villain was proving himself to be a most formidable foe. Savage's millennia of combat experience and immortality made him a threatening force, his strength and resilience far surpassing that of any ordinary adversary.

The two circled each other warily, each seeking to gain the upper hand in the deadly dance of combat. Nightwing moved with the grace and precision of a trained acrobat, his nimble movements a stark contrast to Savage's brute force and relentless determination.

With a calculated look, Savage launched himself at Nightwing, his fists crashing down with bone-crushing force. Nightwing barely managed to dodge the blow, rolling to the side and countering with a swift kick to Savage's midsection.

But, he shrugged off the attack as if it were nothing. With a savage grin, he came at Nightwing again delivering multiple strikes that drove the young hero further back towards the edge of defeat.

Even with his own experience and endurance in battle, Nightwing found himself struggling to keep up with the relentless assault. His movements grew sluggish and tired as his body began to succumb to the pain of the attacks, his mind racing as he searched for a way to turn the tide of battle in his favor.

As he staggered back from Vandal Savage's brutal onslaught, his muscles burning with exhaustion and his mind reeling from the relentless barrage of attacks, he knew that he was on the brink of defeat. With Savage bearing down on him, his fists raised for the final, devastating blow, Nightwing braced himself for the inevitable impact, steeling himself for the pain that was sure to follow.

But just as Savage's fist came crashing towards him, a streak of emerald energy shot through the air, intercepting the attack with pinpoint precision. Nightwing's eyes widened in astonishment as he watched Y/N swoop in, his Tamaranean abilities allowing him to move with speed and agility unmatched by any ordinary mortal.

With a powerful surge of energy, Y/N deflected Savage's blow, sending the immortal villain stumbling backward with a grunt of rage and frustration. Nightwing could hardly believe what he was seeing as Y/N stood before him, his expression determined and his eyes blazing with determination.

But the battle was far from over, and Savage wasted no time in launching another furious assault. As he lunged towards Y/N, his hands outstretched for the kill, Y/N met him head-on, his own strength and resilience proving to be more than a match for the immortal foe.

With a swift movement, Savage managed to grab Y/N mid-attack, his grip like iron as he sought to crush the life out of the young hero. As he tightened his grip around the Tamaranean’s midsection, he was despondent to see Y/N unfazed by his move, his expression calm and determined as he looked Savage straight in the eye.

"I am sorry to disappoint you, but I am stronger than I look," Y/N declared, his words resonating with undeniable strength and conviction no matter how soft they were spoken.

As he spoke, a flicker of determination ignited in Y/N's eyes, the vibrant emerald glow intensifying until his eyes shone with a brilliant radiance. The Tamaranean brought his foot back before unleashing a devastating kick to Savage's chest, the force of the blow sending the mastermind staggering back. His expression contorted with pain and surprise despite his strength and healing as he struggled to maintain his footing against the onslaught.

As Savage stumbled backwards, Y/N seized the opportunity to press his advantage, launching a relentless barrage of attacks that left the immortal villain struggling to keep up. Meanwhile, Superboy, Miss Martian, and Zatanna had succeeded in securing and disabling the prototype weapon, turning the tide of battle in their favor.

As the battle raged on and the rest of the team rallied to their side, they watched in awe as the Tamaranean held his own against Savage and his goons, his strength and resilience shining through with every strike.

He was relentless, pressing his advantage with unwavering determination as he launched into a relentless barrage of attacks. Each strike fueled by an inner fire and a fierce determination to protect his teammates and emerge victorious against the forces of evil.

Also, no one was allowed to lay hands on his leader like that without repercussions. Vandal truly did not know who he was fucking with.

As Nightwing watched Y/N in the heat of battle, a wave of admiration washed over him, mingled with a sense of awe that bordered on reverence. His eyes traced the contours of his form, noting the fluid grace with which he moved and the unwavering determination etched upon his features.

In the flickering light of the warehouse, the Tamaranean seemed to glow with an inner fire, his emerald eyes ablaze with determination as he faced off against the immortal menace of Vandal Savage. Nightwing couldn't help but be captivated by the sight, drawn to the raw strength and resilience that seemed to emanate from Y/N's very being.

But it wasn't just his physical prowess that impressed Nightwing. It was the strength of his spirit, the unwavering resolve that burned brightly within him even in the face of overwhelming odds. There was something undeniably magnetic about Y/N, something that stirred a longing within Nightwing's heart that he couldn't quite put into words.

With a determined nod, he rose to his feet, his own resolve renewed as he prepared to join the fray once more.

Together, Nightwing and Y/N fought with a synchronicity that bordered on instinct, their movements fluid and coordinated as they launched a devastating assault on Savage and his forces. As they drove their adversaries back, the rest of the team rallied to their side, their collective strength and determination proving to be more than a match for the forces of evil.

As the battle raged on, Nightwing couldn't help but feel a stirring of something deeper than mere admiration. There was a connection between him and Y/N, a bond that transcended words and defied explanation. It was as if they were two halves of a whole, each complementing the other in ways that went beyond the battlefield.

In that moment, as they fought side by side against their foes, the acrobat couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to truly be with the Tamaranean, to share in the triumphs and trials of life as partners, as equals, as something more.

But for now, he pushed those thoughts aside, focusing instead on the task at hand. There would be time to explore the depths of his feelings later. For now, he fought alongside Y/N with a renewed sense of purpose, his heart filled with admiration and longing for the alien hero who had captured his attention in more ways than one.

Y/N used his incredible strength and ability of flight to help launch Nightwing into the air, while Nightwing used his light and agile nature to deliver a series of lightning-fast blows against the villain. Together, they worked to bring the villain to his knees, their combined efforts finally proving to be too much for the immortal.

As Savage finally admitted defeat with a promise and retreated into the shadows, the Young Justice team stood victorious, proud and relieved smiles etched onto their faces from their hard-earned victory. They all surrounded their co-leader and teammate, making sure he was okay while praising Y/N for his prowess in his battle with Savage.

"Dude! That was like total badass moves out there!" Kid Flash exclaimed, his eyes wide with awe.

"Yeah, I know you've been on the team for a while now, but I haven't seen a more well-deserved ass whooping like that in a while," Artemis agreed, her lips curling into a smirk.

"It truly was a sight to behold. Well done, Y/N," Aqualad added, his voice tinged with pride.

"I'm so glad you're both safe," Miss Martian added, relief evident in her voice.

"Yeah, that was a close call," Superboy chimed in, his expression serious.

Nightwing couldn't help but chuckle at their enthusiastic praise, his gaze drifting to Y/N. The Tamaranean smiled, his eyes sparkling with appreciation and gratitude at the praise.

"Thank you. Though, I think my friend here is deserving of just as much credit," he replied, gesturing to the former Boy Wonder.

"Oh, no, you definitely did most of the heavy lifting," Nightwing insisted, shaking his head. "If it weren't for you, I would've been a goner."

"I do not know about that. You were holding your own quite well before I arrived. But, we make a good team, do we not?" Y/N mused, his smile widening.

"Yeah, we do," Nightwing agreed, his cheeks flushing slightly at the compliment.

"And now we know, the next time we need to save our butts, just throw Nightwing into mortal danger and Y/N goes into god mode," Kid Flash teased, breaking the mood.

"Dude!" Nightwing hissed, punching his best friend on the arm.

"Yeah, payback, Robby-Poo," Kid Flash, still using his old nickname for his friend despite his name change.

"Well, we should probably head back to headquarters. We need to get this weapon back to the cave," Aqualad interjected, ever the voice of reason.

"Sounds good to me," Superboy agreed, already heading for the exit.

As the Team made their way out of the warehouse, a warm feeling settled over Nightwing's chest, his gaze lingering on the Tamaranean. There was no doubt in his mind that they would continue to make a great team, both on and off the battlefield.

"Hold on a sec, Y/N. We'll be right behind you, guys!" Nightwing called out to his teammates.

The rest of the team shared a knowing glance, a few snickers, and suggestive grins exchanged between them. But they didn't say anything, opting instead to give their friends some privacy.

Except KF who was giving the vigilante a thumbs-up and a wink.

Nightwing rolled his eyes and shook his head, but the blush didn't fade.

Once they were alone, Y/N turned his attention to the former Boy Wonder, his expression curious.

"Is everything okay, Dick? Are you still hurt?" He asked, voice lilting with curiosity.

The acrobat tried not to blush at Y/N's use of his name, the way it rolled off his tongue like liquid gold. Even though they were technically still in the field and should be addressing each other by their alias names, he didn't mind it. Not one bit.

"No, no, I'm fine. Really. Just wanted to say thank you," Nightwing assured, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

"For what? Defeating Vandal Savage?" Y/N questioned, confusion written across his features.

"Well, yeah, that, too. But, I meant, thank you for saving me," Nightwing explained, his tone growing soft.

"Oh," Heat growing under the Tamaranean's golden cheeks.

"I'm not gonna lie, I was worried for a second. But, then you came swooping in and turned the tables. I knew I was safe," the acrobat confessed, his gaze locking with the Tamaranean's.

"You are most welcome. It was an honor to fight alongside you. I would not have let any harm come to you, Dick," Y/N replied, his expression earnest, though he wanted to say more.

Ever since he came to Earth, he'd grown into the Earthling culture, which meant he was a lot less direct with his feelings, which proved to be much more frustrating than he thought. Especially when it came to expressing the lingering feelings he had for his leader.

"Yeah, I know. Thanks," the acrobat said, offering a small smile.

"Of course," the Tamaranean responded, returning the gesture.

"We should probably get going. The others are waiting for us," Nightwing pointed out, though he didn't want the moment to end.

"Yes, they are," Y/N agreed, a hint of reluctance in his voice.

"Maybe after we're finished filing our reports and debriefing, we can hang out? Catch up on things, or whatever," the acrobat suggested, his heart racing in his chest.

"I would like that," the Tamaranean replied, his cheeks flushing pink.

"Cool," Nightwing nodded, trying his best not to grin like an idiot.

"Yes. Cool, indeed," Y/N echoed, his eyes sparkling with gleefulness.

"You two coming or what? Let's go," Kid Flash yelled from the warehouse entrance.

"Yeah, yeah, we're coming!" Nightwing called back, rolling his eyes.

With a final shared smile, the two heroes made their way toward their teammates, the promise of a new beginning and a blossoming relationship hanging in the air.

☀️ | Dick Grayson/Nightwing | ☀️

☀️ | Masterlists | ☀️

[justhereforsomethingnice]

It is ridiculously hot for this time of year where I’m at which reminds me of the climate crisis. So here, have a prompt where Danny takes over the body of a billionaire to fix first his country’s problems and then branches out to the world.

They had planned it for a long time. If it ever came to a time where Danny had to run for his life, he was going to pull out some big moves. Who would expect someone trying to lay low and not be found to take over a billionaire? Plus, with all the money he had at the tips of his fingers, who would tattel on him. With him having escaped the GIW just a day ago and his parents in prison for trying to raid a federal government lab (saving him) he had no where else to go. Besides, if he possessed someone he would ping as human, because the person was.

Chosen person? With 264 billion in the bank, it was of course Elon musk. Go big or go home! He did everything very carefully. First observed the man for two weeks, every waking moment, then he took him over. After a week of seeing if anyone would notice, he acted.

He said he had a new interest. He financed an entire city in the United States that ran off of all the new green energy initiatives and innovations. Plant electricity, solar, wave, roofs covered in greenery, amazing public transport, bike and walking safe roads, sand battery’s, red light to go against light pollution and for the first ten years, the rent would be $1. Many were suspicious, yes, but also, no rent in this economy? They’d risked it.

He branched out, paying millions into research of the climate crisis, making the field have leaps and bounds not seen in many years. Organized contests to keep the people’s competitive spirit going and awarded every brilliant mind handsomely. He hadn’t even spent 5% of his wealth yet.

With that project rolling, he moved on to affordable health care and education to keep the health care and care of the land up so when he was gone, people would still profit. That world wide mission made his wealth drop down to a measly amount of 254 billion. He bought up buildings and rented them out in many mayor cities of the world for just 10-20% of the average rent in that country (he would’ve made it free, but apparently appearances are important to upkeep). By now the world accepted that he was weirdly doing this for the betterment of the world. So he started his new projects, reforesting the entire rain forest and giving all the illegal lumbers and farmers a nice well paying job and resources to live comfortably now replanting the rainforests. Every single thing that got discovered had to be taken into account in every new restoration project world wide.

Great, the planet was healing, the people had great healthcare and the creatures on earth consumed less plastic due to alternatives he pushed through. Sam would be proud. And he still had a couple billion left to spend. Bye bye anti ecto acts. You will not be missed.

The end. This was more self fulfilling ranting about climate change and universal health care while also shitting on billionaires then a fic or prompt. But those assholes need to get off their high stacks of gold and actually do something good with it for once. Fucking asshats >:(

Also, if you want to make it a cross over or if this does already exist like with Danny trying this while taking over Bruce, Oliver, Aquaman or hell even ra’s al ghul, Lex luthor or vandal savage I will read that. Over all take home message: Fuck billionaires, eat the rich

[zahri-melitor]

Prelude to Joker War

Thinking about the state of play as I go into this:

City of Bane: notably the supporting characters who were involved in this were Damian, Tim, Helena, Babs, Duke and Cass. They're currently the crew who were worrying about Bruce's state of mind. Alfred is dead; half the rogues have recently got to romp around the streets controlling things and clearly sort of miss it.

Batman: Pennyworth RIP just made clear for everyone that Jason, Tim, Damian and Babs are all supposed to be sorta annoyed at Bruce for various reasons right now.

Tynion's lead in to the event in Batman has been focused on the plans of someone called The Designer, whose outfit has been giving me serious Vandal Savage vibes (it is very very like what he's been swanning around in in the current Zdarsky run), but at present has been revealed to NOT be Vandal. Sus. The Designer's thing is that he helps villains improve their plans, and back in the Early Days (TM) - it's pitched as Robin!Dick period, but the costumes look 90s - he helped Joker, Riddler, Catwoman and Penguin refine overarching dream plans for how to take down Batman and conquer Gotham. Someone's just had all four of them activate those plans: assassins going after major political figures with the intention of getting Penguin to be Mayor; Riddler locked the city down with a grand crossword puzzle that was supposed to be a labyrinth for Bruce but that he solved on the fly (oh Eddie you are in a bad place right now, with this both having Year Zero vibes and also being shirtless and scarred); Selina wanted to become the richest person alive by...stealing Bruce Wayne's wealth for herself; and Joker's busy with an evil plan to exploit the other three's plans and 'become the devil'.

In Detective Comics Two-Face is currently having issues where he's concealing information between his personalities and is currently running a Two-Face cult based on his coin flips in the bowels of the courthouse; Bruce has just discovered this and got captured, and the cultists are following the orders of the coin flips.

Dick has just been brainwashed and is transitioning out of Ric Grayson as a personality - he is currently trying to distinguish between memories of being raised by William Cobb as a Talon and being raised by Bruce in a combined post-Crisis&Rebirth shaped timeline (Dick was definitely fostered around 10, he just confirmed a bunch of Bludhaven memories that he definitely did not have before this storyline started).

Babs is very very confused right now (a bunch of her writers clearly aren't talking), but she's at the present working for Congresswoman Luciana Alejo and exhibiting a very 'it's not gentrification unless it happened AFTER I arrived' attitude. She's mad that Bruce is busy rebuilding half of Gotham after City of Bane tore it apart, because...she doesn't trust that the rebuild will happen in all communities? Because systemic racism and classism or something? Even though she can just talk to Bruce? I dunno, it's a whole plot that could be sorted out if Babs raised her concerns with Bruce and asked him a few questions, someone she's known for more than a decade.

Oh and Selina is also getting dragged around quite a bit by the demands of the plot, from King, where she was back to essentially dating Bruce, everything's fine in City of Bane, to her own title, where she's had to leave Villa Hermosa as everything became too hot for her to handle and she's just started a roadtrip across country with Maggie (and Ram V is about to pick up the book), to Tynion's story where she's stealing all of Bruce's money because...I can't actually tell? She's been forced into setting off her plan by Joker?

In any case, there are a lot of balls in the air, and I hate to say it but it looks like Joker is about to crash everything in a fascinating manner.

[1mpulsee]

Slobo is at first in stunned grief when he hears, then he is angry at himself, for failing, for not being there, and then that rage, white hot, hotter than a star, it remembers the name that Bart had said which a shake in his voice Slobo hadn't heard from him before.

Vandal Savage.

Slobo leaves a voice recording on Anita's phone for once he's noticed to be gone.

He's going after Vandal, he's gonna rip Vandal limb from limb if he can, he's gonna do something stupid.

THE YOUNG SPEEDSTER KNOWN AS ‘ IMPULSE ‘ HAS BEEN CONFIRMED DEAD . — accepting .

[normalhousecat]

i made a tier list of dc characters based on how good a cup of hot tea i think they could make

Character starting from top left:

Alfred Penneyworth, the Shade, Icon, Phantom Stranger, Ra's al Ghul, Black Adam, Doctor Fate (Kent Nelson), the Riddler

Director Bones, Gentleman Ghost, the Penguin, Vixen, Zatanna, Ice, Superman, Martian Manhunter, the Wizard, Wonder Woman, Doctor Mid-Nite

Black Canary, the Atom, GL John Stewart, Orion, Steel, Red Tornado, Sinestro

Mr. Freeze, Cyborg, the Flash (Berry), Booster Gold, the Question, Saint Walker, GL Hal Jordan, Killer Moth

Blue Beetle (Ted Kord), Aquaman, Clock King, Power Girl, Green Arrow, Batman, Mister Miracle, Vandal Savage, Heatwave, Mogo

Two-Face, Metron, Phantom Stranger, GL Guy Gardner, the Spectre (Jim Corrigan), Barda, the Mad Hatter

[dujumbo]

Name: Ace Savage

Sex: Male

Height: 6’4” (1.93 cm)

Appearance: Tall, muscular, bulky body, Long, Thick, wavy messy slicked back grayish white hair, gray five’o clock shadow beard, white chest hair, Glowing orange eyes, big teeth, razor-sharp canines and tusk in the lower jaw, Black tank undershirt, orange tank jeans, Black boots, taped wrist gloves, Flaming Ace Savvy Tattoo

Personality: Brawny, masculine, fiery, angry, very aggressive especially towards Lynn Jr, uncontrollable, dangerous, feral, scary, hot tempered, temperamental (sometimes) very strong, levelheaded, selfish (sometimes) fearless, loud, gruff, rough, tough, very resilient, fun loving, violent, murderous, brutal, very threatening, bloodthirsty, wrathful, merciless and a ravenous cannibal towards his enemies/bullies especially Chandler and 8th graders and loves to brawl but also respectful, kind, helpful and flirty towards the ladies and like Lincoln he has good inside deep down for his little sister Lily and the rest of his family and friends just has a hard time showing it

Powers and abilities: Brute strength, Strong Bite force, Speed, Keen Sense of Smell, Sharp reflexes, High Intelligence and Unstoppable and Violent Feral aggression

When Lincoln Loud came home late at nigh depressed after having a really horrible day at school being bullied, getting yelled it and pushed around by Chandler, the 8th grade asswipes and Lynn, goes to the kitchen to drown his sorrows. He grabs a cup and sees a big bottle of a strange glowing red liquid, he assumed it was topical red punch and finish drinking the whole bottle then one of his sisters Lisa notices that the bottle that turns out to be one of her serums she left in the fridge that Lincoln just drank, and it was gone. Lincoln suddenly feels and groans loudly because of the pain he was feeling in his stomach. Lincoln went from groaning and moaning in pain to growling and roaring in rage and then transforms into a huge, older, towering, muscular and vulgar brute version of himself named Ace Savage. While Lincoln is calm, friendly, smart, kind, shy, reasonable, sensitive but a bit of a scaredy-cat, fragile, nerdy and meek. Ace Savage is the polar opposite of Lincoln: He’s extremely brutal, wrathful, angry, aggressive, strong, vulgar, violent, gruff, hot blooded, masculine, fearless, loud brawny, fun loving, lionhearted, unstoppable, murderous physically and mentally tough, youthful and a Genius Bruiser and a feral cannibal who isn’t afraid to fight or eat anyone who gets in his way. He goes out to take revenge on his bullies and loves to cause vandalism on his enemies’ property and then beats them violently to give them a massage they won’t forget. He also flirts with beautiful biker women and likes to underground fighting. Eventually. He turns back into Lincoln in the morning but still lives inside of him.

Voice Actor: John DiMaggio

[zagzigs]

Well it depends on which version of each you're using. If its comics, then likely Eddie will try to prove his superiority over each as the smartest and likely force them into some intellectual challenge. Cluemaster, being a bumbling villain and failed gameshow host, likely wouldn't do so hot and Riddler will gloat over that. However, The Male Puzzler, is a known and chronic cheater and this would immediately begin to enrage Nigma and likely lead to a fight. Puzzler probably will win as the modern Equivalent is a rogue government Agent with a robot suit that shoots puzzle pieces and is also working with Vandal Savage. Way over the weight class of Riddler and Clue Master.

The other, currently non canon incarnation, Valerie Van Haaften, is a living puzzle piece woman who's too interested in Superman to care about wasting time with a terminally divorced dude and Eddie Nigma.

[heygideon]

Not sure if this has been done, but....

[han-bimyself]

Hey, World! summary:

[usernames-are-so-retro]

Review of episodes 7-9. I would have wrote this before, but honestly, I’m feeling sick and I just didn’t want to type anything yesterday.

Vandal Savage. So does this mean all meta’s are descendants of him? Like did his kids get powers, but the blood got diluted over the generations, leaving the potential for powers?

Project Rutabaga. I am very interested to find out what this is, mostly because a like Klarion. It most likely won’t be brought up until 3b though.

Hot Lava. Really Brion, really? And Dick and Artemis making fun of each others names. It was just a funny scene.

Forager is naked. I just found this part particularly weird. Despite only ever seeing naked, Halo instantly adverts her eyes. Yet last week, when Brion burned through his clothes and Artemis covered her eyes, she not only uncovered her eyes, but went over to him, still naked.

Jefferson and Helga. That caught me by surprise. Not that they got together, though I thought he was married and was a bit concerned. I was surprised to see them in bed together. I still sometimes forgot that the creators don’t have the restrictions they use to.

Triptych. The lesson I learned from this episode is timestamps are important. It’s not that I don’t read them, but I usually get so sucked into the story that the information doesn’t last for more than a couple second. Needless to say, I was fairly confused.

Barry and Billy. I really liked this scene. Just these two working together to put villains in jail both in and out of costume. And when they got excited to be able to fight someone, it was just a great moment.

Cheshire. I get why she doesn’t want to be in Lian’s life. She doesn’t plan on stopping her life of crime and doesn’t want to end up like her dad. She wants Lian to have better. I wished she chose her daughter over crime though.

Secret alliance. I don’t know why I was surprised. Dick and Kaldur did the same thing last season, but the fact that Kaldur and Diana were part of Batman and co walking out. I was somehow surprised.

Lying. When Diana asked if everyone was really willing to lie, the only thought I had was well, duh. I mean, she acted like them lying was a terrible thing they could never come back from, but their whole lives revolve around lying. Kaldur literally spent several months lying day in and out, not only to his father, but his friends/teammates, and basically everyone who knew him. If it would bring justice, I have no doubt that everyone in that room (aside from Diana) would lie.

Killing Halo. I get that she’s the one with healing powers, but they seriously like killing her.

Faking your own death club. I found this a bit funny and just wanted to mention it.

Bart Allen. I was glad to see him in this episode. He’s one of my favorite characters. Him calling Don dad and Iris grandma was funny. Someone on here (I forget who) did point out something interesting about his behavior though. Why is he still keeping up the act? The whole goofing around, giving out spoilers, that was all part of his act last season, wasn’t it?

Play date. This was probably my favorite part of the episode, not going to lie. It was just so cute. I would honestly write a fanfic about this, but I’ve never read the comics and I don’t want to write the kids with random personalities that don’t match since we didn’t really get to know the kids.

Will and Artemis. No, no, no, no no no, no! For the good name of Young Justice: NO. I would first like to say, it is extremely rare for me to not like canon couples. Usually, in some regard, they work together. But these two, no. That is literally all I can say. As soon as I heard his stammering, I knew the ship had sunk. I still hold out hope, but I know it is empty hope.

Ocean Master. What? Lady Shiva just, what? That was probably the most surprising part. Just casually beheading a character. I’m guessing it was to show that The Light is aware of these meet ups so an attack on the families can go down in a later episode. I can already kinda picture it. Iris, Lynn, and Lois hide the kids as others fight off The Light. Still though, I say, what?!

Gretchen Goode. I know little about her, but she creeps me out. I can’t wait to see more of her.

[mysticwilly]

Ahem, may I request some Klarion-romantic-relationship headcanons but with a lil twist

The s/o in question is an (maybe cosmic) entity higher ranking and much more powerful than him. Either general relationship hcs or him dealing with the said entity/being having the hots for him.

I'd say preferably the s/o is male if it needs to be specific but anything will do honestly :3

Sure thing. Though I don’t use ‘gendered’ pronouns or allude to gender for my insert headcanons, I’ll try my best because there’s quite a lack of male or masc inserts. 

So, Klarion with a male s/o who’s higher ranking than him;

Before the relationship,

Klarion will find the crush you have on him to be offputting, once he puts two and two together that is. 

Give him some time it’s already wild and mildly irritating that a much more powerful ranking entity/newgod/whatever, exists on the mortal plane as he is.

But once he mostly gets over the fact that you are here to stay, Klarion’s irritation has now morphed into curiosity, he’s got to see just what makes you more powerful than him. He’s aware he’s not at the absolute top in power, but still, he’s used to being the one at the top on the mortal plane.

Becomes cocky, like heh, of course, even someone like you isn’t immune to him!

If you were to show how you are stronger than him he’ll be shocked and it will make him fall for you much quicker, which causes Klarion to be annoyed at his own feelings (and might retaliate by being a little mean, to cope).

Now as for the relationship:

It’s pretty much the same dynamic, well almost; some things are either lowered or heightened;

Protection is lowered, you won’t need his protection a whole lot, which is both a blessing and a curse.

A blessing to him because he won’t have to worry or “inconvenience” himself by having to “save you” (both of these are lies he just likes to do the most). 

A curse to him (notice how he’s the problem twice) because, well… he kind of likes being the protector.

So protection can come in other forms. Say you’re a bit of a pushover? Klarion won’t let Vandal Savage order you around or try to use you as a weapon like Vandal has Klarion.  

Okay but you can stand up for yourself–? No, you can’t. (just let him have this ok)

Klarion’s jealousy is heightened and still manifests through the dumbest smallest things, still. But now it gets him really heated because nine times out of ten it’s a mortal who’s behind it. If you care, do step in so that an innocent mortal doesn’t get hurt.

 But lets you’re a summonable entity. Absolutely jealous this guy is. How dare you take time away from he and you, to ‘service’ some mortal! Don’t you know your place?? Don’t you know his??

If you were to get jealous, again he does nothing to reassure you, in fact, it’d be a huge ego stroke for him because you rank above him. So unless you wanna deal with the aftermath of a said ego stroke, pretend like you’re not jealous.

Klarion will still gift you any kind of jewelry laced with chaos magic to show you off in a subtle way, it doesn’t matter if you know it or not. The thought of Fate, or any other Lord seeing it and being like “?! how did he???” is so exciting to him.

If you’re not peaceful or want to cause chaos, you two are a force to be reckoned with. 

[brucediana]

Bruce locks Diana’s hands into those shackles Vandal Savage put her in in ‘Maid of Honour,’ pulls off his top to expose his broad, heaving chest, then kisses Diana passionately, fondling her thighs and her bum, then eases down her starry bikini panties. How does Diana react?

Well, first of all, thanks for sending an ask to me, @theknightofivanhoe It has been a while since I received one and sorry it took me a while to reply.

How does Diana react, you ask? How about a full-blown fanfic.

Batman had wanted to try something for a long time. She had been the one to lead them in their passionate nights, but he wanted something different this time. Wonder Woman stood in front of him with her regal presence emanated in the room.

He had recreated the same cell that she had been imprisoned when Vandal Savage had captured her. It was a fantasy of his to have her in shackles and be in control of her.

He walked towards her. With every forward step he took, she took a step back until she was backed up against the wall. She looked up and before she could blink, he had shackled both her wrists up.

Diana licked her lips at the sight of him taking off the top of his suit, revealing his perfectly chiseled, glistening sweat. He pulled off his gloves and threw them somewhere across the room. He had left his cowl on and had that playboy smirk dancing upon his lips. She pouted at him and all she got from him was that sly smirk.

He proceeded to tease her with his callous hand until it rested behind her rump. She gasped when he slapped and squeezed it so hard that it echoed throughout the dingy cell.

Bruce moved closer, and cupped her cheek, and softly kissed her lips, but before she could deepen the kiss, he pulled away. His hands continued to roam down her long flawless legs. He always loved the feeling of them wrapped around his waist.

She watched him travel fiery kisses downwards, his hand rubbing her rump. She let out small moans of delight. His hand drifted to the hem of her panties and slowly slipped them down until they pooled at her feet.

Diana could feel his hot breath against her awaiting mound, wondering what he was going to do next. He looked up at her and she knew behind those opaque lenses, she could feel his desire piercing through.

"Gods, Bruce," She shuddered between clenches teeth when he began to tease her clit. He could feel his tongue work his magic. Whenever she tried to wriggle free, he would stop and stare at her. "Stop moving or I'll stop," he spoke in his usual Batman tone and gods, that stirred the fire in her even more.

They both knew she had the strength to break free from being bounded, but she somehow had wanted Bruce to continue the torture.

Bruce kneeled and lifted her legs, letting them rest on his broad shoulders. His hands wrapped around her thighs, drawing her hips closer to him. He kissed her mound and began to work his tongue again.

Diana wished she could pull back his cowl so she could see his face. She threw her head back and gasped as his cunning tongue slipped in and out, circling back and forth. Her hands tightened into fists. Gods, Bruce was torturing her and she loved every second of it.

Diana could feel her climax building up inside her, a fire that only Bruce could ignite. She murmured his name like a prayer. That urged Bruce to continue his minstrations. She could feel the vibrations of his groans and moans against her mound. He licked and sucked her sweet spot, knowing already how to bring her to climax.

Diana jerked her hips closer to him, trying her best not to put too much of her strength. The shackles began to loosen as continued to struggle under his spell. Her moans grew louder and louder.

"Bruce." He looked up at the sound of his name, his eyes beaming into hers without ever stopping his ministrations. "Please."

Bruce stood up and pulled down his pants, revealing his already erect length. He grabbed her legs again and wrapped them around his waist. He rested his hand on her cheek and brushed his thumb against her trembling lower lip. His eyes never tore away from her as he slowly fully entered her. She gasped at the feel of him finally inside her. Diana seized the opportunity to reach for him and pulled off his cowl, revealing his handsome face.

Then, he jerked his hips forward, Diana let out a loud gasp. He chuckled and continued to thrust inside her in a slow pace. "Faster," she whispered against her ear before licking the lobe. He obliged her by thrusting faster and faster. Her fingers curled into his sweaty hair and pulled him in a for a searing kiss.

Gods, she felt another buildup of her climax. "Harder," She screamed as she tilted her head back. Bruce rested his head on the crook of her neck, gasping out heaves of breaths as he obliged her with her request.

"Fuck," Diana heard him grunt against her skin. "Bruce," she screamed his name as her climax rushed all over her body. "That's right, Princess. Fuck Bruce."

Bruce captured her lips, muffling his groans as he followed her to climax. Diana broke the chains in one tug and wrapped her arms around his neck. She let out a sigh as she rested her forehead against his.

"You never cease to amaze me, Bruce." She said before placing a quick kiss on his lips. "It is the Knight's duty to please his Princess."

Noticing they were both sweaty from their heated encounter, Bruce asked, "Round two, perhaps?"

Diana brushed her thumb against his flushed cheek, "Best of three, but only if I get to tie you up this time."

[brutalage]

" UNHAND ME THIS INSTANT , OR ------ " the thought of policemen , their rough hands & their shouting voices , all reaching for her . searching , interrogating . and she has but a parasol at the ready . the little knife Lydie keeps is tucked away against whalebone & tight lacings. only a wriggle of her lace bindings , and she could pry it loose . a small , flat blade , its leather scabbard thin . and there's a little pistol strapped to her thigh . delicate , lady-like . all of which , in her sudden bout of fear , the woman had completely forgotten . useless , as her father would call her . too afraid to handle anything larger than her own hands . unable to act properly when the moment calls for it . for anything else than fear . perhaps , as it was beaten into her always , she was truly useless . not amount to anything . but , it is then that someone else accosts her . a woman , years older than her father ( but then again , had she ever seen him truly age ? ) , took her in their stead . a detective ? an investigator ? she'd quickly whisked her through the crowd .

the rancid scent burns at her nostrils . flooded tears begin to prick at the corner of doll-like her eyes . and upon her neck , she feels his hands . threatening to choke her . everything happens to fast , like a snapping of bone . a moment , and things are fine . another , and you're on the verge of tears , willing a scream down your throat . Lydie stares at the woman , forcing herself to look at her . not to be scared , despite the madness pooling around them both . she has not known this type of gentleness . not in a long while . so , she listens . allows herself a moment in this woman's presence , drifting far away from the strangulation of London , 1888 .

" th - thank you , madam , " Lydie tries . she forces the words from her painted lips . Trying to remain what everyone thinks she should be . or , remaining as composed as she could , now that this woman kept on speaking . proclaiming things that had made her head suddenly spin . feeling it'd been twisted off . hot , spraying blood . skin ripping apart . bones crunching to dust . " i appreciate your willingness to find whatever monstrosity has committed these acts , but I ------ " and suddenly , she feels horrifically warm again . the brown upon her cheeks is flushed with a dark , crimson panic . " oh , god . help me . help me , please . if you're a doctor , as you say . i need some water . a place to lay down . i can't keep standing in these blasted heels on these blasted cobbles .

a moment , madam . and i can tell you anything you wish to know . "

HE HAS LONG-SINCE FLED HIS EARLIER HUNTING GROUNDS . a rather dubious , black bag hanging from his heavy hand . since he paid the carriage driver handsomely , it didn't matter to him whatever his patron was up to . although , he'd certainly always been a rather strange fellow . but , ever as it was with alexandre sauvage , he was never to be questioned . those bloody results were seen time & again in his presence . wickedness ate away at that man's heart for so long . there was hardly anything left of it to devour . if there was anything left , at all , and all that was finally left was his own hunger . primal & wretched . unknown to modern man .

they were not Lydie's cousins . they never truly were , but what they were , was blood . relatives she had never known were so close to her . leftover children from anonymous affairs , decades prior . their immortality , still a strain within them . no . they were half-sisters , half-brothers , half-nieces & half-nephews . and , vandal savage knew how to kill his own kind . as a matter of fact , he excelled in it .

they were so young , Vandal thinks to himself , approaching a West End building . a rather , sprawling dwelling . shrouded in darkness . not the same ancestral house he had lived in , all of these years . another property . doubtless , they could've had more years to have grown older . their innards & viscera , then , more of a potent match to my own . but , no matter , truly . time waits for no man , and i have been patient enough for this harvest .

deranged colette is no longer of any use . she's been deteriorating by the day for some time now . all she is , is waste . ever since she'd given birth , something she never recovered from . none of my own medicines were working . perhaps , she was never meant to bear a child .

and , little lydie . all that leaves , for now , is you . a doll . a plaything . just another thing to be tossed aside , along with your mother .

rarely does he tire . long ago , vandal had learned that hardly ever tires , if it was even something he could achieve . his body , a well-oiled machine built for cruelty . for the dismemberment of others . his crime spree doesn't end when he feels his stomach tighten with hunger , and he thinks he's been awake for far too long . CRIME ------ HIS VERY RIGHT , ends when he says . when his bloodlust has been slaked , for the time being .

Perhaps it is luck that brings the scream toward her, or maybe not. The Doctor turns towards the scream, seeing the perimeter officers keep a woman restrained. The Doctor knows that she's seen all she needs to see at the crime scene, so she launches towards the woman in a quick stride. Quickly, she moves to wrap one arm over the shoulder and rest another on the opposite, walking her away from the crime scene gently as she shushes the young girl in a soothing voice. It's almost hypnotic. "There, there, my dear..." She walks her down, away, but remains within sight of the officers to make the young woman feel more comfortable.

"Now you listen here, child—" The Doctor begins, lowering her head a bit to be eye level with the young girl, "What's inside that shop is rather a gruesome sight, and there's nothing in there you'd gain other than a rather unpleasant memory, and I'd be more than cruel to let such a young girl like you inflict such damage upon herself." She says it as if she's going to remain firm. There will be no entering that crime scene. She does move past it, though, as she knows the girl will have questions: but frankly, there are more important concerns, and The Doctor needs to look at the bigger picture... so she rips the bandaid off.

"I won't keep the truth from you either, though." The Doctor continues, "Everyone inside that shop is dead. No survivors, I'm afraid." She does speak firmly, though, in this next statement. "But you listen to me, young lady." Her finger softly presses against the woman's chest. In this split moment, The Doctor has a lot of thoughts and emotions pass over her mind all at one moment. At this point in her life, she's undergone many hardships, said many goodbyes, and has undergone intense change because of it. So these words she speaks next are not malicious attempts at manipulation as they had been before, but an intense and strong promise that The Doctor delivers with genuine, "I will find whoever is responsible for this madness." She whispers this next part with a chilling determination, "And I am going to put a stop to it. You can believe me." 

"But..."

Critically is she thinking now, constructing plans into her mind and trying to understand everything she's just taken in all at one time, "I need your help in order to do so." The Doctor begins, speaking gently now in order to create a tone that communicates a desire for cooperation. "It's clear based on my findings that there must be some genetic link involved in these gruesome deaths. Something about this is personal." The Doctor presses her knuckle gently against her lips and raises her eyebrows, "Yes, yes... There's too much doubt in order for it to be just a coincidence... hm? And I think you know that, don't you, dear child? Hm?" The Doctor rests only a hand on the woman's shoulder and now is projecting a stance of cooperation, but now asserting authority, and dominance. She's implying that she's no one ordinary, that she knows things. Things that can help Lydie. 

"If the owner of this shop is indeed your cousin, that makes you a target." The Doctor lays it all out for her, knowing that she's got a long night ahead of her, and if she's going to get a leg up on this killer, she's going to need to turn one tiny lead into a forty-foot rope. "If you assist me, my dear... I promise that I will keep you safe. Only, however, if you are honest with me." The Doctor speaks again, exhaling and finally resting her hands on her coat lapels and standing tall before Lydie, offering so much to a girl she barely knows.

"If you know anything about what might've happened here... you must tell me, child." The Doctor raises an eyebrow, nodding assertively. "I'm perhaps the only one on this entire planet who might be able to do anything about it... and you must trust me on that..." She inhales, "I'm The Doctor, after all... and what do Doctors do, hm?"

[killingdoll]

Both Vandal Savage and Eobard Thawne had claimed that they and Ray were similar in one way or another and I think it was a shame we never had a villainous Ray’s arc (not counting Neray or Neron/Ray because that was purely Neron in Ray’s body). Beware of the quiet and nice ones, they say, and with his genius brain, Ray would make a formidable baddie (plus Brandon was hot playing villains)

[yes-i-write-fanfiction]

Heyo, looks like Ask box is Open!!

So... I checked on the list of what Fandoms you write for and found Young Justice listed among them.

Which brings me to this wicked idea >:3

An aspiring but forward news journalist running a blog about supers had gotten tangled up with the Young Justice Gang from the beginning, even finding Conner with them... and had developed a relationship with Conner early on as a result.

Imagine an expy of Lois Lane but with added high energy and a Fight me attitude to jerks and billionairs (stink eying Luther)

Most of the Team suspects the reporter of being a meta human, with their powers being some kind of stealth, maybe teleportation. It's the only reasonable explanation as to how and why they always manage to show up on their missions. At first it was simply assumed that it was pure dumb luck or coincidences but that doesn't explain how the reporter somehow manage to infiltrate a tightly guarded secret lair of a supervillain.

Nightwing interrogates them for 9 hours when they one day sneak into the base. He plays Bad Cop while Wally plays Good Cop. They learn nothing except that their reporter prefers hot coco over coffee and tea and that they want to be home by 8 so they can watch their favorite show.

The Team has on multiple occasions outright asked them how they achieve this but the reporter never answers the question, always telling them instead that 'a magician never reveals his secrets', much to the frustration of Nightwing. This statement has also caused some of the Team to instead suspect them of being a magician, though Zatanna has repeatedly stated that they hold no magical power.

Now, whenever the Team spots the reporter on field, they have a code word to let the others know, just to keep an eye out and be mindful while fighting. The reporter can handle themself most of the time and has even helped during occasions. However, when they try to square up with Vandal Savage, it's time to intervene.

Beast Boy almost had a heart attack when they tried throwing hands with Granny Goodness.

When the Team needs some obscure, highly specific info, this is the person they go to. Where's Killer Croc's new hideout? Is Deathstroke working with someone new? What is Harley Quinn's pincode on her phone? This happens so frequently that at this point the Team has their own key to their apartment. At this point it's like a second safe house, except more lowkey.

Conner and the reporter get along... relatively well. They care about one another but good god, they get on each other's nerves like no one else. ("Hello, fly-boy." "Hello, asswipe." "Nice shirt, looks just like your other ones." "Nice face, you will save a lot of money on Halloween"). They behave like siblings, with Conner being the responsible older one (despite technically being younger) and the reporter being the younger one. Connor will roll his eyes a hundred times more than average when they are around and is usually the one keeping them out of trouble. But then also make him loosen up, act more like a regular person. Let him be Connor, not just Super Boy.