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Batman/Superman: World's Finest variant cover by Dan Mora.
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vampibrainrot · 5 months
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Me, right after I finished reading Green Arrow (2023) #06
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magentacat · 1 year
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Other superheroes: the fight for justice and freedom is a never ending battle, but we can't take all matters in our hands. In the end, it's the people's choice.
Oliver Queen: 👏 Queer 👏 rights 👏 are human 👏 rights! Come and fight me!
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superfandomcorp · 2 years
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Pretty Bird and Mr. Green 🖤💚
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arsenalroyharper · 3 years
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Jason: Why do you have to spend time with Kyle?
Roy: Jaybird, I have to learn how to fly, I'm a Lantern now
Jason: Yes, but can't another Black Lantern teach you? Why KYLE?! He's a Green Lantern! Couldn't Hal teach you?!
Hal: Kyle insisted on doing it *shrugs*
Jason: *gasps* that bitch
Roy: Jaybird, you gotta relax, ok?
Jason: No no no, I can't relax, you're gonna spend days in space with KYLE RAYNER, of all people...this is not acceptable, not at all!!
Roy: Jay...
Jason: Seriously, why him? He's stupid, he's dumb and his ass is flat
Roy: His ass is flat?? How does this have to do with anything??
Hal: His ass isn't flat!
Kyle: thanks for correcting him on that but not on the "stupid" and "dumb"
Jason: NOT THE POINT!! Kyle, why the hell did you insist on doing this?!
Kyle: because learning how to fly with Hal is stressful!! He forgets you're there, and starts sprinting through the sky and next thing you know, Sinestro's daughter is saving you after you get hit by an asteroid
Hal: as if you didn't like it
Kyle: I didn't like being hit by an asteroid for sure!!!!!
Hal: knowing that you gotta move out of the way if a space rock comes at you, it's not flying, it's common sense
Kyle: *mocks Hal*
Roy:...Kilo...?
Kilowog: sure, poozer, I'll show you how to do it
Hal: he taught me how not be sucked in by the gravity of stars throwing me towards one. Be careful
Roy: *hugs Jason* I love you, and if anything happens to me..
Jason: you mean again?!
Roy:...tell Ollie his beard is stupid
Jason: *wiping away a tear* I'll tell him nonetheless
Roy: *kisses Jason and hugs him again* that's how I know you love me
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i-r-readcomics · 3 years
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Justice League: Cry for Justice
Volume: 1 #1
2nd Printing Variant: Mauro Cascioli
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olivarryprompts · 3 years
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💚the arrow💚
Wallpaper Wednesday #4: Oliver Queen
Please like/reblog if you save x
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mrrubbersuitman · 5 years
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First appearance: Green Arrow Hood, Shado
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mycatcalledluna · 2 years
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guess dick ran out of ideas after naming the batcave
green arrrow (2001) 17
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cutepatzie · 7 years
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DC comics Black History Month covers by Nikolas Draper-Ivey
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vampibrainrot · 1 year
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MY FAVORITE DUMBASSES TOGETHER
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superfandomcorp · 2 years
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Green Arrow x Black Canary 💚🖤
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mediocre-writerr · 3 years
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holding out for a hero [jennifer jareau]
jennifer jareau x fem reader
requested: criminal minds request for jj: in 4x01 where the ambulance has a bomb instead of morgan driving it, the reader is? jj is beyond pissed when she finds out reader’s driving the ambulance and they get into an argument afterwards but it’s a fluffy ending? thanks!
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*not my gif*
The BAU SUV crash shook everyone to their core. Too many people have gotten hurt already and you couldn’t let anyone else get hurt. So you did what you had to do.
Was it a good idea to hijack the bomb triggered ambulance without telling anyone? Probably not.
“Garcia? How long are you able to keep the satellite jam in its position?” you asked, frantically, trying to examine the bomb in front of you.
“About 3 minutes why?” she asked.
“Well I got 3 minutes to get this thing out of range and out of mind. No one can get hurt.” you told her.
“What?! No! Just evacuate the building like everyone else!” she said, frantically typing.
“Garcia, no one can get hurt anymore.” you whispered, “We almost lost Hotch, we can’t lose anymore people!”
“What do you think’s gonna happen if it blows up with you in it?!” she tried to convince you to think clearly, but you couldn’t. You were too busy trying to get the ambulance to start, “I’m gonna get JJ on the phone.”
Your eyes widened, “No! Please! She can’t know. She’s going to start freaking out.” The ambulance started and you let out a breath of relief. You began driving out of the parking garage, “I need your help Garcia. I need you to guide to me a spot where this can blow up without anyone getting hurt. Alert all of the officers and officials that they need to block off the route! Can you do that for me?”
You were already driving when the terrorist left the hospital, trying to shoot through the ambulance doors to detonate the bomb. You flinched every time a shot rang out.
“What was that?!” Garcia asked frantically.
And you shook your head even though you knew she couldn’t see you, “Dont worry about that right now, okay? Let me know where I have to go!”
“I’ll tell you where you have to go!” JJ’s voice filled your ear and you closed your eyes, leaning your head on the steering wheel, “You need to leave the ambulance and come back!”
“Garcia...” you drew out, angry that she got JJ anyway.
And you could hear her chime in, a small little echo, as JJ was probably pacing back and forth, “That wasn’t me I swear! I think she heard it from Prentiss.”
“I can’t do that Jay, you know that. I’m in the middle of the city. If this explodes out there, buildings can go tumbling down and there will be more damage than there needs to be.” you tried telling her and she knew you were right. But that didn’t mean that she wasn’t scared for her life.
She shook her head, “What the hell were you thinking getting in the ambulance like it was nothing?!”
“Can we please not do this right now? This thing detonated in three minutes and I have no idea where I’m going.” you pleaded and she finally listened to you.
The two blondes gave you directions and you could hear the timer slowly ticking away. But the grass patch was right there and you could practically taste the victory. You celebrated way too early as the ambulance started slowing down.
10 seconds left.
You looked at the gas tank, the arrrow deathly close to the E.
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“C’mon, c’mon, c’mon! We’re almost there just a little further!” you talked to yourself, completely forgetting that JJ and Garcia were on the phone.
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“Y/N! What’s going on?” JJ yelled into the phone. You knew you should probably tell her, but that didn’t stop you from not telling her. You just didn’t want her to worry anymore than she had to.
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“We lost a signal on her!” Hotch yelled as everyone was pacing back and forth. A nervous tension filling the air.
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“Don’t do this to me now!” you pressed on the gas as hard as you could, desperate to try and get the little ounce of gas left.
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JJ was hysterical, continuing to try and call your phone, but to no avail.
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The grass was so closed The green strips practically mocking you as you headed straight for it. The ambulance making a worrying sound.
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“Fuck!” JJ threw her phone at the wall. All of it shattering into millions of pieces. Prentiss went over to her embracing her in a tight hug. Everyone in the BAU had tears flooding in their eyes.
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You felt the ground start to change textures. The smooth road now replaced with the bumpy dirt. “Just a little further, c’mon!”
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KABOOM!!!!
“Sir, it exploded on the grass.” an officer came into the conference room to tell Hotch.
“Any sign of Agent Y/N?” he asked.
The young officer shook his head, “No not yet.”
And those three words were all it took for Morgan, Prentiss, and JJ to go running towards the SUVs. Each of them getting the car speeding as fast as they can to the scene.
There was rubble everywhere. A fire ignited on the grass, lighting an orange hue in their brown and blue eyes. The firefighters were already there trying to contain as much as possible.
“You can’t go in there.” another officer tried to stop them before all three of them whipped out their badges.
The officer nodded letting the three of them in. They scanned the terrain desperate for any sign of you. Until Morgan’s eyes landed right on yours a little further down from the scene. You were sitting in the back of a non-exploded ambulance, a paramedic tending to your wounds.
“Over there!” Morgan pointed out and all of them ran as fast as they could, “What’s her injuries?”
The paramedic just shrugged, “Nothing too bad. We might want to get her ears checked out at the hospital and she has a couple first degree burns. Slight lacerations on her face, but other than that she’s completely fine.”
He placed a small bandage on the tip of your eyebrow and you smiled at them softly. Your face dusted with dirt.
“What the hell were you thinking?” JJ yelled at you and everyone seems to shrink at the sound of her voice.
The paramedic, Morgan, and Prentiss made up some lame excuse to get away from what could be a blood bath for you, “I had to do it Jay. No one else was around.” you tried to stay as calm as you could.
“You had not one, not two, but three healthy agents who were around! Reid, Prentiss, Morgan, any of them could have done it!” she continued to scold you for your actions.
“Do you really think I would’ve let any one of them do it instead?” you fired back, “I couldn’t be selfish and have one of them do it and risk their lives!”
“So it’s now selfish to stay alive?!” she yelled back.
And you shook your head, rapidly, “No, no. I just-I couldn’t let any of them risk their lives like that.”
“We have a baby on the way Y/N. I’m already 9 months pregnant! What was gonna happen if you didn’t jump out of the ambulance on time?! You knew everything and everyone you were gonna leave behind! Yet, you still did it!” she finally shouted and you looked around to see all of the bystanders, shook at the usual calm Agent Jareau, losing it.
Then it finally occurred to you why she was angry. Not because you didn’t think of yourself, but you didn’t think of her and the little baby you were gonna have together. Your eyes softened at your wife as you placed your hand on her cheek, slowly swiping the tears that fell.
“I’m sorry, you’re right. I’ve should’ve acted more rationally and took in all the factors first. But Jay, even then, I couldn’t let anyone else go out and do something like that.” you whispered to her and she took a deep breath, finally regaining her composure.
“I know. That’s why I fell in love with you for how brave and selfless you are. But sometimes I need you to be less like Superman, don’t be so impulsive please. I need you here.” she whispered back.
You placed a soft kiss to her lips before bringing her in for an embrace, “I’m right here, my love.”
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arsenalroyharper · 3 years
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Oliver: *sees two Hals*
Hal #1: Ollie! Kill him, I'm the real Hal!
Ollie: *kills Hal#1 and hugs Hal #2*
Oliver: the real Hal would never let down a chance to die!
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eezy-breezey · 4 years
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Ping Pong Tuesdays
It was a rainy Tuesday in Gotham, which for the diverse youths of the Batfamily meant only one thing. Ping Pong Tuesday.
Ping Pong Tuesdays are a Bi-weekly game hosted by each of the kids at their various headquarters, hide outs or just Dick's old and kind of stale smelling apartment.
This weeks game was to be hosted by Jason.
Tim, Cass and Steph all stood in the back alley to Jason's safehouse. It smelt of beer and urine, most likely from the patrons of the nearby bars. In front of the trio was a large steel door, which looked almost rusted shut, bolts all around the edges of it. To any drunk passerby the door would seem no different than any other, possibly a back entrance into a secret and elusive nightclub, although no one had ever checked.
Tim shuffled his feet, his shoes sticking to the ground. "Why does Jay continue to live here? There are much better hideouts that aren't as sticky."
"It fits his aesthetic" Steph shrugged. Sitting atop her blonde hair was a large golden crown, and a sash that read 'Ping Pong Queen', she had sewed it herself.
Cass stepped forward and pressed one of the bolts on the edge of the door, 3 from the left and 12 from the right. A panel on the door moved, a retinal and fingerprint scanner both slid out from the panels place. Cass moved her eye and finger into position, a green light flashes from the warning light above the door in it's alcove. Clunking and screeching sounds from the locking mechanism behind the door fill the alley. Cass looked back to Tim and Steph, still awkwardly standing in the alley, "Let's go."
The trio made their way upstairs, passing bright red motorbikes, alien tech that flashed and sparkled under the blinking ceiling light, a large weaponry case which sat open in the corner, with bows, arrrows, guns and an axe or two hastily thrown in.
As they continued up the dark staircase voices and sounds became clearer. "I said put me DOWN, TODD!" Tim threw his head back slightly at the sound of Damian's voice. Their relationship had admittedly improved within the last 6 months, yet there was something about his voice that caused Tim to roll his eyes and groan at the slightest sound of it.
Steph reached forward and opened the door to the apartment. Jason stood with Damian thrown over his shoulders like a fireman, the three couldn't see Damian's face but they had a pretty good idea of what it looked like. Duke sat on a bean bag, laughing and smiling, more so at Dick who was trying unsucessfully to get Damian off Jason's much taller shoulders.
"Peasants, your Queen has arrived!" Steph struck a pose as she walked in, flicking her head and crown back.
"Heeyy guys!" Duke smiled and waved as Cass glided past Tim, who was still dragging his sticky feet along the floor, and through the room.
"Took your time, we almost thought you'd been captured by Kite-man or something."
"Todd, release me. NOW." Jason lifted Damian off his shoulder and handed him like an annoyed little kitten, dangling in the air, to Dick who's arms were now outstretched.
"Alright," Jason clapped his hands together as Tim walked through and Steph squeezed in next to Duke on the bean bag. Cass had hopped onto the ping pong table sitting in the middle of the room. "Tonight, as your gracious host, I vote we play Sting Pong."
"Jay," Dick chimed in, "we are not playing that. It'll just turn into a revenge game like last time." Everyone shifted uncomfortably in their seats. Last time they played sting pong Tim left with a welt on his back so large it almost resembled Russia.
"I'm not really keen on another game, my welts lasted over a week."
"I mean, I'm up for it."
"Steph of course you're up for it, you never lose."
"Tim it's not my fault that I'm the Ping Pong Queen."
"It sounds like you're afraid to lose again, Drake."
"YES COME ON LET'S GO!" Jason shot up again, smiling, hands up in the air.
"Um, I wasn't here last time, what's sting pong?" Duke almost had his hand up, like asking a question in class, it's an old, hard habit to break.
At this point Dick's face was in his hands, Damian and Cass had already moved to pick up their paddles ready for the first round. Dick was so tired of being the responsible one. "It's exactly like ping pong Duke, except whoever loses the point has to turn their back around while the other person gets a free shot to hit the ball as hard as possible into them."
Duke's face froze in slight horror, "Why is everything so violent with you guys?" The sound of the ball bouncing on the table back and forth had caught the attention of the other kids. Damian and Cass had already started. They held the longest rally record as they were equally stubborn and competitive.
As their rally continued the speed rose sharply, perspiration had started gathering on Damian's brow. The others had gathered around, watching intently while Jason rummaged through the fridge for drinks. OJ for Dick, Cola for Duke, Rootbeer for Steph, Lemonade for Tim and a beer for himself.
Tick, tick, tick. The ball bounced on the cold concrete floor, Cass stood at one end of the table basking in the glory of it's sound, while Damian had tossed his paddle to the side.
"Damn it!!" He yelled through gritted teeth, he looked up to Cass who motioned with her hand. "Turn." Damian turned his back and lifted his shirt up to his shoulders. In one swift motion the ball had smacked into the middle of Damian's back, a choir of 'ooo's came from around the table as they looked at the red welt that had already started forming. Damian was mumbling something under his breath as Tim tried to hide a little snicker, "probably a curse," Tim mused to Steph and Duke.
Jason picked up Damian's paddle on the floor, placing his glass atop the bar behind them. "Alright Dickie, we're up." Dick moved to Cass and exchanged her paddle for his glass of orange juice. "Okay, okay, alright. But I'm serving."
"Fine by me." Jay was shifting the weight through his feet in readiness for Dick's serve.
They were barely even 3 rallys in when Dick performedone of his signature trick shots, the ball bounced on the table then shot off in the opposite direction. Jason had lost. "FUCK!" Jason yelled. Dick smirked as Jason took his shirt off and turned his back towards Dick. "You wanted to play Little Wing, you have to suffer the consequences of losing."
"Shut it Dick and just hit the- OW!!" A red circle was left on Jason's right shoulderblade as the ball bounced his from his skin.
Dick walked back to join the others on the couch and check on Damian who was still mumbling. Losing wasn't a favourite thing of his. Steph jumped up out of her seat and moved to the table, she had brought her own paddle, it was eggplant to match her Spoiler costume. "Tim, you and me, let's go." Tim groaned in his seat, throwing his head back and sliding slightly forward. "Why me? Duke hasn't played a round yet." "No way, I'm not playing against Steph first round, I'll play Jason."
"See, Tim? Come on, you're up." Tim slid off the couch and up to his feet, walking to the table where Jason had left his paddle. Steph wore the crown and sash for a reason, no one could beat her and no one understands how. Tim believes that Cass easily could, but she enjoys seeing her friend happy as the Ping Pong Queen.
As Steph and Tim started their rally Dick sat next to Duke on the loungechair that had been previously occupied by Tim. "So, how many welts do you guys end up with after one night?"
"Well, normally if it was just 2 people you would keep playing until you had finished a proper match, since there are so many of us we play to one point for the first round so we all get a chance. You tend to end up with at least one welt from everyone. Unless you're Steph of course."
Dick had already grabbed another glass of OJ from the fridge, as Cass had claimed his original one.
"OUCH STEPH!!"
"Sorry! Love you!!"
Tim was rubbing his lower back as he walked back to the group, Damian's demeanour seemed to had changed the instant Tim was hit. A slight smirk on his face now.
"Y'know", Jason started, "last time, Damian walked away with a black eye."
"That's because this game is insane." Duke looked around at the losers rubbing various parts of their backs.
"Wait, if you only hit them on their back, then how did he get a black eye?"
Dick and Damian had already moved to the table to play their round, unaware of the conversation happening on the couches.
Cass barely moved as she continued watching Dick and Damian play, studying how to beat them during the next rounds. "Steph."
"Oh yeah, Steph punched him."
@livia-art and I came up with a little Ping Pong Tuesday HC for the Batfam, so here it is!
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