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flamingpudding · 6 months

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Fictober23 Prompt: 30 - "Are you with me?"

Fandom: DPxDC

Rating: G

Warnings: -

A/N: I had absolutely no idea what to do with this one… and it shows I think… also can this be considered crackish?

"Danny you ready?"

"Give me a second Red!"

"No time! Going live in…"

"Wait wait wait!"

"3..."

"I got the popcorn!"

"2…"

"What about the block against the Justice League?!"

"1…"

"Red locked them out of the system. Now get ready!!"

"Go!"

Danny blinked as he got pushed by Superboy in front of the camera Impulse was standing behind. Behind them was Wonder Girl giving him a thumbs up with one hand and holding up giant flash cards with her other one.

"Uh Hi?"

Impulse raised an eyebrow and moved his hand in a keep going motion. Nervously Danny rubbed his neck. He looked left and right as if looking for something until his eyes focused back onto the camera. He coughed, took a deep breath, unnecessary in phantom form but helpful to calm down, before smiling and touching his hands together at their fingertips.

"Ahem. Hello, hi. Now you might be wondering. Who the fuck is that guy to interrupt my Saturday night movie program. I am Phantom, the newest member of Young Justice. King of the Ghost Zone also known as the Infinite Realms. The Dimension that's pretty much gluing our entire reality together." He gave the camera a nervous smile before he continued. "I am here to tell you on behalf of the entirety of the Infinite Realms. That you humans, of this dimension…"

Danny took a deep breath, from the corner of his eyes he saw Superboy giving another keep going sign while Red Robin was checking something on his laptop, making sure none of their mentors was trying to cut short their live feat over the entire world as well as that the subtitles worked for different language countries.

"...well you humans suck." Danny said as he breathed out, closing his eyes and pausing for a moment to let his message sink in. "Look, I get it. It's always hard finding something new, seeing change but come on. Anti-Ecto Acts? Was that necessary?"

He waved his hand around like he was thinking to find the right words while peaking at the flash card Wonder Girl was holding up.

"Like come on, can't you humans get your act together? Why hunt down an entire species just because they are different? You humans are already constantly at war with each other, aside from the idiocy of that, do you really have to add interdimensional war to that list?"

Danny chuckled nervously ignoring the additional flash card Impulse was now holding up to make him call out some of the humans' crimes against, the list mostly containing petty things Impulse didn't like. "Just so you know. I am barely keeping my council from declaring the dimensional one by the way." He added instead.

"Now you all are probably wondering what the hell this random ghost hero is talking about with no solution." He glanced to the side. " Well I have one."

Danny coughed into his hand and right his stance. "Dogs."

He held out his arms and Cujo appeared out of nowhere jumping into them. Off camera Wonder Girl coed. His ghost puppy had pretty much charmed all his hero friends since day one.

"They are loyal, awesome, cute and every beings best friend. Ancients even Superman has one!" Danny said smiling as he held up Cujo into the camera, he was glad he had remembered to infuse Red Robin's equipment with ectoplasm so the broadcast wouldn't get distorted.

"It's something we can all agree on. So, are you with me? Let's discard these stupid acts and all focus on the cuteness of little beings like him? How could anyone want to destroy his entire existence!"

"SHIT!" Red Robin cursed loudly off Camera and Danny blinked head turning towards his direction. "B got our location! Oracle ratted us out and is about to shut down the broadcast!"

"What this soon?! We didn't even get to the juicy parts yet!" Impulse complained loudly and Danny nervously faced the camera.

"Uh… Yea so.. No Anti-Ecto Acts and pro Dogs!" He summed up liften a encouraging fist up as Cujo barked happily in his arms.

"ETA 2! We need to bolt!" Red Robin shouted as Wonder Girl Rushed across the camera to open the window on the other side. Superboy was already picking up Red Robin and Impulse was gone before Red had even finished his sentence.

Phantom gave the camera one nervous smile as Cujo jumped out of his arms. "For the record. This broadcast was brought to you by sleep deprived Red and our opinion that the Justice League is taking too long!"

The next second phantom was seen rushing off to the side most likely following the others a moment later a crash was heard in the distance before the camera tilted and fell to the side. The broadcast was cut off at that point.

Unknown to the audience, a group of young hero's was rushing away from there not so secret broadcasting location, trying to escape their mentors that were not happy about their kids trying to take matters into their own hands just because 'the adults are taking to long'.

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strong-with-the-sarcasm · 5 months

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Part 12 - it was just for fools

"We were searching for reasons to play by the rules, but we quickly found it was just for fools." -Mary On A Cross by Ghost

Masterlist Part 11

Wonder Woman, with her extensive diplomatic training, was the perfect speaker to bring before the United Nations council.

There was something regal about Diana, something that demanded attention from all genders and ages, her accent smooth and light with eyes hardened with barely concealed anger at what brought her to their door.

The Anti-Ecto Acts.

Diana understood war. There was very little she hadn’t experienced where it concerned the subject, from betrayal to a very personal loss, but now she had another chance to draw from her past.

Prevention of a war.

Only fools would believe a war against the Infinite Realms, the land of the End and death incarnate, that which holds every afterlife for every belief, was winnable.

Every death on humanity’s side, was another solider for the King of the End.

That was yet another point.

The Once and Future Star King, Vanquisher of the Dark, Protector of the Light, Great One…. Was a Protector spirit. The spirit of a child who died wanting to be saved.

Diana sighed, awaiting her fellow heroes in the meeting hall, Black Canary, Superman and Batman (with his ever tiny Robin) were already present. Red Robin was sat with a tablet, reading through a collection of data instead of conversing.

It was almost seven on the dot, the meeting filled with nearly all members of the League, when Constantine portals in with a flask in one hand and a book in the other.

“Not a word.” He grumbles around an unlit cigarette held between his lips, unceremoniously dropping into an unoccupied seat.

Despite the surprise of John Constantine being on time for something, much less a Justice League meeting, Diana had other concerns to deal with.

Namely, the repeal of the Anti-Ecto Acts.

An unexpected summoning was a shard of ice in her spine, twisting like a knife of betrayal in the nerves, utter agony. Jazz had little warning, little time to brace herself before she was hooked behind her navel and yanked.

Thank the Ancients she wasn’t in the shower, because whoever had the audacity to summon the Ghost King was not going to receive an eyeful for their trouble.

Jazz allowed her armor to materialize, a slick sensation of water down her back soothed the lingering pain of the brutal summons, but her back plate soon settled firmly in place and irritated the nerves more so.

Just as her helmet locked into place, sealing her fully into her armor, green smoke announced her arrival with a dramatic flair she couldn’t find humor in.

Rested on one knee, head bowed, the Regent was quite an intimidating sight for the uninitiated.

Her helmet, full coverage with a crown of green shards embedded into its pulsing ebony metal, only allowed the green tint of her eyes to shine through. Once her head lifted, the several shivers her gaze got proved how effective it was at unnerving others.

With a breath, the Regent stood.

“You have tried to summon the King of the End, why?”

John Constantine was many things- a liar, a cheater, a non-believer- but he was certainly not a fool. He’d been against summoning the Ghost King, knowing full well to whom they would be dragging unwilling instead. Somehow the title of Regent failed to comprehend to most present, which was not Constantine’s fault in the slightest.

(Hey, at least he was mostly sober summoning, right?)

(Had to give credit where it’s due.)

Bats was unamused with Constantine’s first warning of ‘Do not fuck with’ when Phantom had first shown himself, but this was ridiculous really. A message was always better than trying to summon the King, who would want to be interrupted right?

Yet again, the Magician was overruled.

(At least he didn’t have to sell his soul this time.)

(The Phantom already gifted the glued together remnants to his Regent.)

(Morbid as it was, at least John knew it was in better hands than some half wit demon he’d scammed.)

No one answered before the Regent spoke with some amusement lacing her words, “I should have known a summon from you, Constantine, would be painful.”

(Was it a good or bad sign that the Regent didn’t immediately call him ‘Sad Trenchcoat man’?)

Diana politely interjected, “Greetings, My Lady. We apologize for the unfortunate experience and will endeavor to do better in future meetings.”

(Good old Diana.)

“Greetings.” The Regent replied, helmeted head slightly tilted as she studied the others present before her, having been ignored for the time being.

Wonder Woman pressed a fist over her heart with a slight bow of her head as she spoke again, “May I introduce the Justice League and it’s founders; Batman, Superman, and myself, Wonder Woman. You are familiar with Constantine, who is a member of Justice Dark.”

“I am the Regent of the Realms, Lady of the Acropolis, you may refer to me as either.” Jazz intoned, serious as was only right for her titles. “I’ll ask once more… Why.”

Constantine, despite the familiarity he held with Phantom, shivered in the presence of the Regent. The owner of his soul could command he turn on his allies, zap away his free will with only a few words. Sure, he had some doubts that the Regent would, but that doesn’t mean she couldn’t. The AEA proved that the Infinite Realms had every right to declare war on the Living and its citizens would be drafted to fight in the Legion, regardless of mortality status.

John was many things- a liar, a cheater, a non-believer- but he was not a soldier or a fool.

He would be called to arms, as a magic user and battle-blooded soldier. There would be no choice, no deal he could make that would see his fate change.

It was fortunate that the Regent didn’t want a war, but there was only so much she could do to hold back the growing tide of angry entities that wanted vengeance on parents, siblings, and children taken from them.

(Ancients above and below, he needed a drink.)

It was times like this that brought the Regent back to her long days of training in the Acropolis. The echo of steel against steel, dodging ecto-blasts, deflecting weapons with her bracelets, Pandora’s steady words…

Pandora was many things- Leader of the Acropolis, Guardian of Hope, teacher, advisor, so on and so forth.

Pandora might be a ghost, an Amazon tasked with guarding her box, a Warrior of the ages past, but she was ultimately the Ancient of Peace.

The Peace she never knew in life, war-hardened as she was. Raised with one hand clutching a weapon and the other an open palm, Pandora was a diplomat at heart. War had not been kind to her, but still, she taught her pupil (the Regent) the importance of listening.

Many issues could be solved when one took the time to shut their mouth.

Draw weapon, draw blood.

Aim at nothing you’re not willing to destroy.

If your opponent believes they have the upper hand, break it.

(These are just a few rules of war.)

(She knew them all by heart.)

(Each one ingrained on her body, scars a testament to a faith in her training and herself.)

The only rule Pandora had given her where to concerned Peace was this:

Reach for it, but know that hearts aren’t so easily swayed as minds.

It was why Jasmine never bothered trying to negotiate with the GIW. Their hearts were black and there was no changing their minds.

Here she was, summoned by the Justice League with their own diplomatic trained Amazon at the ready. Pandora would be proud of her sister-in-arms, because despite the Regent’s unknown threat potential Wonder Woman had not reached for the sword at her side. Instead, she’d done a traditional Amazon greeting, from one warrior to another, a sign of respect that Jasmine had not expected to ever receive outside the Acropolis.

“We had expected to summon the King, but were unaware of a Regent, my lady.” Wonder Woman spoke, but Constantine interrupted whatever she would have said next.

“We wanted to discuss the possibility of war against the living, Regent.”

Jasmine snorted, the voice-modulating function of her helmet made it sound funny to her ears, “Blunt as always, Constantine. You’re worried I would order you against your allies?”

The Sad Trenchcoat Man blinked once, twice, “Bloody Hell, you don’t waste time, do ya?”

“You possess the power to command Constantine?”

That question had come from Lady Gotham’s first Knight, steady with no discernible emotion in voice. His hands were resting on his utility belt, which was a bad sign of his current judgment of her character.

“For the sake of honesty, yes, Dark Knight, as the keeper of his Soul Remnants, I could command the Magician to do my bidding.” The Regent continued, “However, it was a gift and Phantom is fond enough of the Sad one that I wouldn’t use it unless I had no other choice.”

“What would constitute ‘no other choice’?”

Huh, Jasmine was starting to understand why Phantom chose Batman to give the Ghost Files too. She could feel the determination and protectiveness radiating off his soul, a familiar (though less powerful) sensation she only got from her little brother.

“War.” The Regent retorted, “I’m beginning to understand why Phantom would choose you, Knight.”

Constantine perked up a bit, “Didn’t you avenge him?”

“Yes.”

Wonder Woman came forward again, “My Lady, we wish to discuss the conditions of Peace between the Living and the Infinite Realms.”

Jasmine smiled a bit sadly, though no one could see it, “I would be honored to.”

If anyone asked, Red Hood did not swoon when he witnessed his future wife girlfriend kick a man straight in the balls so hard he saw God.

Jazz was a beacon during a Gotham night, beautiful red hair seeming to catch fire with every light that danced across it, shoulders back and head held high his girl resumed her steady pace towards her apartment. This was a typical night for them, minus the would-be mugger and Jazz being unaware of the Red Hood following from above to make sure she got home safely.

(Jason hadn’t been able to convince her to carry a gun.)

(Nonetheless, he knew his girl could take care of herself, but that didn’t stop the worry.)

Hood wasn’t convinced about the safety of the area bordering his Alley, The Ridge, with two relatively unknown metas acting as it’s Vigilantes and seeming to drive down the crime rate in the neighborhood to near extinction faster than he’d seized control of his own territory. It was odd that the metas weren’t crossing into the Alley, seeming to go around it and more into Gotham proper when they decided to roam, as if they respected the Red Hood claim more than the other bats.

(Wasn’t that just a hoot.)

(Two non-bats had more respect for him than his own family.)

The Ridge was the lesser known little brother to Crime Alley, with its residents being mostly three-jobs and a drug problem demographic, but with Phantom and Regent the area had begun to show a bit more life. Sure, most of the builds were on the wrong side of dilapidated, hanging on with duct tape and a wad of gum, but when it was just bright out enough- no matter the time of day- Phantom’s ice can be seen glinting from miles around as it curved itself around foundations and floors to stabilize the structures. It hadn’t melted in the slightest the two months since it’s been formed. Hood had even tried to get a sample for testing, but the ice would not budge. Hell, he’d even taken a cheap shot at it- nothing. Well, except for the fact that you could now see a bullet encased within the ice.

Phantom was a chill guy, apparently.

(Hood internally groaned at the unintentional pun.)

(Quick mental note made to shoot Dick in… well, the dick.)

Red Hood had been gritting his teeth against the warm sensations of protect-anxiety-nervous for days, sensing danger every time he closed his eyes. Something had invaded Gotham and was messing with the Pit.

No, not the Pit. The Pit was gone, no longer bubbling in his gut or green edging his vision, it was gone and replaced with something else.

Something that gave him trouble, but was definitely a step up from Pit Madness.

(And what a time for it to vanish, with Jason dating Jazz no more bloody nightmares when she was in his arms.)

He’d followed that ball of anxiety in his chest across Gotham, unconsciously avoiding Bruce’s usual patrol route and he climbed up to one of the gargoyles that kept vigil over the clock tower. Barbie hadn’t opened the comms to ask him what the hell are you doing here, but he wasn’t going to waste what little time he had with Phantom before he had to return to the Alley.

The kid wasn’t older than Tim, but was ethereal in his form that felt cold to Hood. There wasn’t any sign that Phantom had been hurt by the Drs. Fenton, but Hood was all too aware of how looks could be deceiving.

(The fuckers had vivisected him.)

With every word passed between them, had Hood confirming the Ghost Files information to be accurate as far as Phantom was concerned. He was a teenager, a ghost in Gotham who was under the protection of the Regent and Ghost King.

(Though incredibly corrupted, Barbara had been able to find a few frames of clarity.)

(Lo and behold, the death of those bastards.)

(He knew he recognized the armored figure, but couldn’t figure it out.)

(It was right there on the tip of his tongue.)

That same ball of anxiety loosened its hold with Phantom, a sense of protect-worry overwhelmed whatever else was in his chest.

Phantom was a kid, ghost or not, vigilante or not.

(No more dead robins.)

It took two days and twelve hours for Jason to finally connect the dots between Regent and why in Hell he felt he knew the armored knight.

Jazz was in her kitchen, hair braided and swinging back and forth against her back as she hummed and swayed in time with the soft music playing. His girl looked good in his Gotham Knights t-shirt, shorts revealing her toned thighs and legs, neckline of her borrowed shirt riding low enough to reveal several hickies he’d left on her earlier on the couch. Pride warmed his chest as he watched his darling Jazz, love for her settled deep into his bones. He knew she was the one for him, no going back, even if she didn’t know everything about him-Red Hood, his death, etc.

Jazz was made of steel and iron, forged with love and cracked with betrayal. Who had betrayed her in the past was obvious, her parents, their death must’ve been a mixed bag. Not to mention making the decision to allow their souls to be claimed by the Regent of the Infinite Realms.

He had no doubt she would be unafraid of his nighttime persona, but he didn’t think he could handle her judgment of his past sins. He loved her too much and wanted to be good.

The music stopped, dragging Jason out of his thoughts to find Jazz watching him with concern plain on her face.

“Jace?” She lightly called for him, helpless to her he rose and gently wrapped her in his arms, her head tucked comfortably under his chin.

“I’m ok, Jazz, just have a lot on my mind.”

His girl hummed lightly, the sound vibrating slightly through Jason’s chest where her head rested.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

“They’re not worth that much.”

Jazz pinched his side in retaliation for his lightly self-demeaning comment, but ultimately let it go. Another reason he loved her, she didn’t tolerate his bullshit. She’d been horrified to hear his comments about his self-worth, as much as he was joking, and had firmly threatened to punt his ass into the sun if he didn’t start getting a better self-image.

To his credit, he listened and began seeing Harley for counseling, which he knew he’d needed when he’d finally gotten a working braincell again after his dip in the line green Kool-aid. He’d put it off long enough, believing that the Pit wouldn’t let him remain calm enough to discuss his abandonment issues and mental health.

The Pit wasn’t churning in his gut anymore so any anger he felt was all Jason’s, and Jason’s alone. It was oddly satisfying to know that he was once again responsible for how he handled his anger.

Jazz never really demanded anything, only insisting on some boundaries at the start of their relationship when it was difficult to keep his hands to himself while she was in his sight. His darling was the same this why she set those boundaries so they could get to know each other without it just devolving into sex.

Sure, they have done some heavy petting and Jason definitely liked leaving his mark on her, but they hadn’t felt compelled to go further. Now that they had been together a little over a month the heat between them settled into a slow summer in his blood, no more threat of them acting like a pair of degenerate dumbasses with lesser brain function.

Not that Jason would ever be against having sex with Jazz, he loved her and wanted to know her in every sense, but he had to confess several things before he could allow himself to be put off guard with his pants down. The big Y-incision scar on his chest was horrific and Jason didn’t want to scare his girl away before he had a chance to come clean. He wanted, no, needed Jazz to accept every part of him- life, death, Jason and Red Hood. He was ready for her to know the truth.

What he wasn’t ready for, like last time, was the bomb.

A/N: Yes, beta read by @meditating-cat! Great beta reader, really appreciate the quick response and notes. Thanks!

We're gonna have a bit of a time jump between the summoning and the cliffhanger, which means that Jazz being summoned happens after. I wrote it this way for a reason... I think. Don't quote me on that.

Anyways, special red tint this time, because I just watched Death in the Family for the first time before writing this part and...I didn't like it. No, I'm not sure why I don't either. Jason is my favorite character for a reason.

Now, if you'll excuse me I'm gonna go read Wayne family adventures to make myself feel better.

Thanks for reading!

PS: 3k words???

#dp x dc #dp x dc au #dpxdc #jazz fenton #dc x dp crossover #regent!jazz #jason todd #anger management ship #hardcover ship #jazz x jason #cliffhanger #i couldn't resist #*points at jazz* this badass can hold so much angst #*points at Jason* this simp can hold so much angst #Yes beta we live like Jason Todd!#wonder woman #john constantine #constantine may be an idiot but he's not stupid

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thebibliomancer · 4 months

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11 Days of Comics! 12/11: Image Firsts: Astro City #1 (2022) “In Dreams”

Twelve out of eleven? Did I miscount again?

No. And how dare you doubt me. So rude. Having one more comic than expected is basically a tradition for these X Days of Comics, isn’t it? So I threw this comic on the bottom of the stack.

Let’s end stronger than Ford Fairlane, y’know?

Astro City is a comic I’ve always wanted to get into but trades have a tenuous relationship with being in print. The comic shop where I bought this reprint issue said they’d let me know if they get the omnibuses in stock and I haven’t heard back in months.

Some day, though. I like Kurt Busiek as a writer.

The issue starts with Samaritan, sort of a Superman type guy, having a glorious dream about flying that gets rudely interrupted by an emergency alarm about a tidal wave threatening Manila.

Weird that a Superman type guy would be so annoyed that a flying dream was interrupted when he can just fly around whenever he wants. Except, the issue takes us through his day and he can’t. Fly around. Whenever he wants.

He goes from one crisis to another and he’s so fast that to Manila and back only got him seventeen seconds of flight time. At the end of the issue he tallies up the total amount of time in the air and thinks that 56 seconds is the best he’s had in months.

Between various crises, he also has to show his face at his civilian job - proofreader for the Astro City Rocket. Where he does his proofreading behind a locked office door because he actually sneaks out to deal with more crises while an alien computer does his job for him AND tells him where all the crises are.

He stops in to meet with the Honor Guard - the Justice League-ish team to his Superman-ish guy - to talk shop and compare notes and go fight a bank robbery.

He has to attend an awards ceremony with the Firefighter’s Association, to accept an award for being just a great guy. Samaritan would love to skip the award ceremony but snubbing these kinds of events just offended people so he makes the time because it just makes it easier to superhero if people don’t think you think you’re better than them. (And he still sneaks out during the ceremony twice to deal with more crises).

You get the idea. From one thing to another all day. Seconds or fractions of seconds of flight time from place to place.

After everything, he just collapses into bed and instantly passes out. And off into another flying dream he goes.

The comic is a deconstruction and reconstruction of superhero tropes, using expies of popular characters to examine those tropes. This one, obviously, looks at how harried someone with Superman’s abilities and desire to protect as many lives as possible would be.

The Superman comics have played with him try to be this active in saving people but without being able to live his civilian life even a little, I think he burned out pretty quickly.

Anyway, teal deer, this issue of Astro City is good, what I’ve heard about other parts of the series are fascinating, and I’d like to read more.

With that, another X Days of Comics has come to an end. I hope someone enjoyed this all.

#11 Days of Comics!#liveblog #x days liveblog #Astro City #image comics #kurt busiek

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weebsinstash · 1 year

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It would be hilarious if batsis! Reader managed to flee her dimension but ended up in like, Earth 63 a.k.a DC VS. Vampires universe.

Reader unlocks a metagene or finds an Apokolops Motherbox that let's her warp to other dimensions and she tries to run from the Batfam by 'jumping' and just runs into infinitely worse reincarnations of them

Like just for example uhhhh I know this is a separate character for a moment but have you considered how absolutely unhinged yandere Superman from the Injustice timelines would be. He loses Lois and his unborn child and he's in full "you know what, not only is murder ok, what if I bonded with Brainiac's ship and literally became a brainwashing fucking fascist" mode and he winds up transferring a lot of trauma and misplaced affection and obsession onto you like, and that's on top of the other unhinged shit like killing Shazam who is you know, not that he knew but that's literally a child, he accidentally but still did indeed murder a child, and even after learning the truth he's like eh sacrifices must be made, and like, THE BAD ENDING? He literally figures out how to rob people of free will and JUMPS at the opportunity like, this scene is genuinely horrifying "You make the right choice or I make it for you" like oh my god i would actually kill myself before I let him get his hands on me

Then you have not exactly a universe but more of a timeline but, you want to talk about unhinged alternate versions, we literally have Flashpoint Thomas Wayne. Bruce brutalizes locks up and or frames and even sends away anyone who messes with you. Thomas just outright fucking kills them. Thomas literally has nothing to lose and has no qualms against being an absolute menace. Like god romantic/sexual yandere are always my cookies and cream but like platonic yandere Thomas would either be the most terrifyingly protective person you'd ever met or extremely soft to you and you alone because he's already lost his family, his CHILD, so like, absolutely fuck your chances if you stumble upon him and he forms some kind of bond

Just also imagine just as a general concept like the whole universe travelling thing basically plops you down in the same place just different worlds and how either convenient or terrible that would be. You wind up jumping from the Batcave straight into the Owlcave. You go from the Watchtower to The Crime Syndicate's HQ or some other evil Justice League. But alternatively in more positive twists, from a Joker hideout being kidnapped to like.... the Lego Batman movie where him and Bruce are just chilling on the couch eating popcorn and also I still have to watch that movie I hear it's absolutely adorable 😩❤️ or you go from a Gotham that is just genuinely fucking awful, not even the smallest sparks of joy, crime and lunatics everywhere, full on edgelord comic book world some real The Boys But The Horrible Comic Version shit, and you wind up jumping from that to Brave and the Bold Bruce and get to basically relax and be your inner kid in full on superhero camp wackiness like genuinely BatB is soul healing in it's genuine, idk, wholesomeness like look at these dorks

While on the subject of heroes and such I'm trying to remember how much I actually wound up reading/watching through YouTube videos of the Invincible comic bc I'll be real I'm still down pretty bad for Nolan Grayson 😩 actually him and Superman give me very similar ideas of "oh what if you turned out to be a member of my species and I want to either train you or adopt you or mate you or whatever and I'm occasionally being casually terrifying about it" like idk if I mentioned this before but like, imagine finally learning how to fly and you get found out by Nolan (or Clark) and they literally help fly you all the way back home and like, it genuinely IS to make sure you get home, you just learned to fly and you could very easily get lost, but also like, they're following you home as you demand them not to and you're so inexperienced with any sort of fighting that if you tried to punch whichever one in anger they'd just like catch your fist and be like "oh wow you can hit harder than most your age that's really impressive 😊" but like very, very much still fending you off like you're not that much different than a human to them

I feel like I should often be, how do I put this, I love adhd ranting about shit and explaining things to people so I kinda feel like sometimes I should genuinely just talk about certain things to introduce them to people who have no idea what I'm talking about because like, idk I often talk and refer to things in ways only consumers of that media would understand and I could occasionally like you know link a clip or ramble or something to include other people? For example, this is an example of why I think Nolan is scary but also like in a sexy controlling way 😏 you know, hypothetically. And like he literally tried to teach his son a horrifying tough love "humans don't matter earth doesn't matter only we viltrumites matter fuck earth lets conquer it for our race" lesson by literally holding his son's body up in a subway to be hit by the oncoming train and let his invulnerability literally rip the passengers inside the train apart while his son was SCREAMING IN HORROR BY THE WAY. And also still scary but more mildly, did I ever reblog that Superman art where he's got you up in the air with him and your like extreme fear of heights has you clinging and hugging onto him because, also something both of them would do 🥰 cuddles because you don't want to be dropped and die! Not that they would do it but, you know, bonding, yay! ❤️

#yandere stuff #sinprompts

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menacing-menace-rat · 2 days

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Platonic yandere justice league part 2

Part 1 Superman, Batman, and Wonder Woman.

Warnings: Drowning? General yandere themes.

Auqaman

You were not a strong swimmer. Not at all.

Still you wanted to swim in the ocean just once.

It didn't go well. Quickly you were swept into the sea.

The next thing you remember was a soaking wet man who looked annoyed leaning over you and your lungs gasping for air.

That's how it all started.

He couldn't belive the arrogance of humanity at times.

"You can't ever manage a doggy paddle and you go out during hide tide at night.... fucking humans."

He'd fix up some shack on an isolated part of the beach somewhere and chain you in it.

He wouldn't admit he felt some kind of intense pull to you. It wasn't sexual by any means though.

It was vaguely paternal but mostly it was amusement.

Your pathetic attempts to escape only added to his fun.

He's much more cold then any of the other Justice League members.

Cruelty doesn't really describe it.

He's not mean it's almost like apathy.

He'd bring you cooked fish and seaweed for food.

Don't like fish? Too bad should have thought about that before you almost got yours killed.

Over time his paternal side takes over his sick amusement of you.

He wanted to take you back with his to Atlantis so he started his dreaded swimming lessons.

For him swimming was as natural as breathing so he wasn't the best teacher.

Day after day he'd drag you into the ocean with him.

You nearly drowned about half a dozen times only to be ripped from the crashing waves by your captor over and over

You couldn't begin to count the amount of times his hook snagged you.

His apologies left much to be desired.

Finally you learned.

It wasn't a day later he took you to his kingdom.

Miles under water you'd have no hope of escaping him there and he knew that.

He'd make you part of his court to give you responsibilities.

Under the watchful eye of his subjects he can finally relax a bit though.

You see him laugh and joke.

You watch him with his family, his wife and son, and he seems so normal so kind.

Even with you he is kinder now.

You life under the sea would be pretty comfortable.

This man is completely unrecognizable from the one on the beach.

If you wanted to leave though like Superman the only way was to be trusted to go back on land.

You'd have to play the waiting game. Potentially for much longer then with Superman.

By that point you may not even see the point in leave him.

Green Lantern (John Stewart)

You were a low level criminal.

Nothing too bad, a small hist here, a bit of fraud there.

There were far worse criminals but something about made John feel like he could... save you?

Pretty soon everything you tried to do he was right there.

The annoying green wall popping between you and whatever target you had.

He was relentless in his pursuit to keep you on the straight and narrow.

It was maddening.

A part of him enjoyed how upset it made you.

He may never kidnap you.

He knows you are too stubborn to leave the city.

If you did leave he'd just bring you back.

Being carried away by a large green catchers mit became your normal.

He'd purposely sought out all your 'little criminal friends' and had them locked up.

His experience as a solider gave him the patience to wait for you day and night to try something.

The solider in him was also responsible for his uncanny ability to shout you down and make sure you know how badly you messed up.

Despite all of this he won't turn you in to the authorities.

But oh does he make you think he's going to.

The fear that fills your heart everytime those green bars fall in front of your face.

Every time he swears this is the last straw and yet he always go right over the police station.

After months of this you would big him to drop you off at the station.

Finally you relent. Your crime sprees become far and few in between.

Unfortunately this leaves John with almost an empty feeling

He's so glad you have turned your life around but he misses his favorite ne'er do well.

You'd get a normal job at a restaurant of some kind

He started showing up at your work. He's always such a hard ass.

He'd never admit he misses you so he makes up some excuses like "keeping an eye on you." Or "an accomplice of yours just go out. I'm making sure you are keeping your nose clean."

Every morning he'd come in and order the same egg sandwich and black coffee.

Every night it was a slice of apple pie and milk.

Eventually you'd try to move cities and even that wouldn't only give you temporary relief.

He'd feel forced to keep you in his city. He couldn't let you go anywhere else and get up to your old shenanigans.

The thought of you getting hurt or hauled in by a fellow hero made his blood boil.

His obsession would come to a peak when he framed you for a crime just to keep you near him.

He'd convince the judge you made a mistake and that he'd personally make sure you stay out of trouble.

His self assured look of focus in the court is enough to make you want to scream.

That would be you life from then on.

He'd always be one misdeed away.

Ready to set you straight at any moment.

And now he wasn't above using the law to keep you near him.

The last part coming very soon. Thanks for your patience!

Honestly I had never put much through into most of the justice league as yanderes. Like Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman sure of course I can see them as yanderes but never the others but frankly the more I think about it the more potential they all seem to have as really interesting and scary yanderes to deal with.

#dc comics #platonic yandere #justice league #aquaman #green lantern

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Cain and Abel Wept 23/23

TW: Mentions of scars and past torture

Well, here we are at the end. I want to thank everyone who has stayed with me till now. I had fun writing this fic and reading all your comments. I won't write an epilogue because I feel that it ended in a good place.

Phantom, King of the Infinite Realms, Tells All in an Exclusive Interview

How a Young King Has Kept the World Safe

By: Lois Lane

GOTHAM July 3, 20XX—Following the last week's UN meeting, many questions have been posed to Danny Fenton, also known in his small town as Phantom, the King of the Ghosts. One of these questions being: why hadn’t he said he was the King of the Ghosts when he did his first interview? Fenton has decided to break his silence by giving an exclusive interview to me, Lois Lane. Below is the transcript.

Lois Lane: So, your majesty—

Danny: Please, call me Danny. You’re not one of my subjects; even if you were, I hate being called that.

Lois Lane: Danny. Well, my first question. Why did you decide to come out as the Ghost King now and not sooner when we interviewed you?

Danny: Simple, it was strategic at the moment. If I had told everyone I was the Ghost King at the time, the US government would’ve found ways to keep me quiet. Besides, the Justice League said it was better if I did it this way.

Lois Lane: I know you had touched upon this before, by why didn’t you come out and say anything to the Justice League earlier? Why did you wait so long if the US government endangered your kingdom and the world?

There are two main reasons. First, I thought the Justice League would turn me in right away. Looking back now, it was stupid to think that way, but what else was I supposed to believe? They uphold justice; my very existence was against the law. When my family and I escaped the GIW a few months ago, we thought our only chance was to flee the country and ask for outside help.

Second, getting any help from inside Amity Park was close to impossible. Because of the high ghostly activity, the GIW had closed off Amity Park to any external communication. A few townspeople had tried to ask for help when Pariah Dark, the old Ghost King, attacked and then sucked us into an alternate dimension. This was before, during, and after the attack.

Eventually, we figured out we were on our own, and I took down any threat we had. Then a rumor started going around town. The Justice League never showed up because they a. knew about the ghosts and b. thought the GIW was the best way to keep them down. It makes sense. I shudder at the thought of possessed Superman.

Lois Lane: Hitting on that subject. What’s to stop a ghost from possessing a hero, a citizen? They are dangerous, and yet you advocate that they are under attack.

Danny: No offense Ms. Lane, but a human with Kryptonite is dangerous to Superman. A person with a gun can kill a lot of people. Everyone on this planet has the potential to be dangerous; most of us aren’t. It’s the same with ghosts. The most dangerous ones are quickly locked away for the safety of Earth and the Infinite Realms. Besides, the percentage of ghosts that leave the Realms is less than 0.1%. Those that do leave don’t venture away from Amity Park. While there are shades—people that died violently and have not had a chance to enter the realms—they pose no threat to people as they don’t have enough power.

There have always been ghosts around us, and nothing major has happened to the Earth. I argue that the last two years have put the world in more danger than the whole of history when it comes to ghosts. The GIW wanted to destroy the Infinite Realms. As I said during the UN meeting, we are two sides of the same coin. If one is destroyed, so is the other. Humans have been a greater threat to ghosts than ghosts have ever been to humans.

Lois Lane: Hmm, interesting. Now, to get a bit more personal, how did you, a seventeen-year-old boy, become the King of a previously unknown realm?

Danny: [Danny laughs while scratching the back of his head.] Remember when I mentioned our town got sucked into the Infinite Realms? I was fourteen at the time. I had been a hero for under a year and was terrified. I put on a suit my parents had designed that amplified a person’s power and challenged Pariah Dark. He was a tyrant and had been put to sleep by the Ancients to keep him from conquering the Earth.

I found out about him when some of the ghosts had escaped the Infinite Realms out of fear. I ended up fighting the guy in single combat and somehow won. At the time, I didn’t know beating him made me the next in line to the throne until last year during my sixteenth birthday, when a floating eyeball showed up with a crown and ring and said it was time for me to take it.

Lois Lane: I’m sorry, did you say a floating eyeball?

Danny: [Laughs] It’s a long story. I’ll get into them later when I write down the guide I intend to publish in case anyone wants to know more about ghost culture. But essentially, they’re like a council of ghosts that are nothing more than floating eyeballs wearing capes. They pass judgment and are my advisors. They’re annoying.

Lois Lane: Well, that is certainly interesting. I want to wrap up this interview with one final question: Why did you reveal yourself? You could’ve gotten the help as Phantom, King of the Infinite Realms? Now, everyone knows your secret. Why expose yourself that way?

Danny: Hmm, well, honestly, it felt right. I wanted to show the world I wasn’t here only to help ghosts but to help humanity, too. I live in two worlds: the land of the living and the land of the dead. I wanted everyone to know that I understand both words and have them in my heart. What better way to stop any naysayer from saying I have no interest in humanity than by showing them I am part human?

Danny opened his eyes. It was still dark out. He didn’t know what woke him up until he heard soft footsteps on the other side of the door.

“Dami, I know you’re there. You and Jason might as well come in.”

Dami opened the door and entered, followed by a tired-looking Jason.

“Sorry, akhi, we didn’t mean to wake you.”

“No problem; what’s up,” Danny asked as he sat up.

Danny was staying at Wayne Manor for the time being but didn’t go out through the main entrance. They didn’t want the news to find out (at least not yet.) that he was staying with the Waynes and that his biological father was Bruce Wayne. That was a problem for future him when he resolved all the GIW issues.

Things were going better than they had hoped. They had most of the public’s support thanks to the Justice League and their PR team. The US government had banned the GIW and the experimentation of ectoentities. The UN has started drafting laws that protect all persons, ghosts, or beings with an ectosignature.

Danny was now more worried about what was happening closer to home.

Jason had problems controlling his abilities, and his younger brother had become more awkward around Danny, unsure of how to interact with him.

Jason woke up from nightmares in his ghost form (chest bare with a Y-incision weeping ectoplasm. His nails missing, and ectoplasm coming out of his mouth and eyes. Hair white with black stripes. Burn scars ran up Jason’s arms. Jason’s death screams echoed through the manor, haunting everyone.)

Thankfully, x-rays showed that everything was where it was supposed to be, and physically, Jason was fine—one less thing to worry about.

Jason went up to Danny and showed that his right arm was going in and out of invisibility.

“Oh, yeah, that’s a problem.”

Jason scoffed, “I dreamt that—well, I dreamt something, and now my arm won’t stop doing this.”

Danny nodded in understanding. He remembered learning how to control his powers and how terrifying it was when he lost access to or control of them. He couldn’t imagine how much worse it was for Jason.

(At least Danny’s death and revival had been quick.)

Danny sat on the edge of the bed and got hold of where Jason’s arms should’ve been. It wasn’t intangible.

“Okay, concentrate on the feel of your arm. The weight, the way it moves, and then imagine it’s there.”

Danny wished he could explain this better. He felt he wasn’t good enough to teach Jason to control his powers.

Eventually, Jason’s arm appeared again, clean of any blemishes. Jason sighed in relief and moved his fingers.

“Thanks, kid,” Jason whispered.

“I didn’t do anything.”

“Trust me, having someone who knows what’s going on and has dealt with this is plenty.”

Danny hummed in understanding.

Jason sat on a loveseat and closed his eyes.

“Have you heard from Talia,” Jason asked.

“Yes, she’s been sending me text messages when she destroys a GIW base. I wish she wouldn’t. I don’t want people thinking it’s me.”

“Tt, it’s not just mother destroying those bases. You’ll be fine; no one will ever think it was on your orders. It’s clearly humans destroying the bases.”

That was true. Since the discovery of the GIW, mobs, heroes, and vigilantes have gone after GIW bases in the United States to destroy them. Thankfully, the government hadn’t accused Danny of ordering it. There have been no ghost attacks since Danny destroyed the portal in Amity.

Danny heard a snore. Jason had fallen asleep; good, he needed it. Danny sent feelings of calmness toward Jason, hoping to stave off any nightmares.

“When do you think you’ll go back to Amity,” Damian asked in a monotone voice.

“Not anytime soon. We’re closer to the UN building here. I want to be able to sort everything out before going back to my haunt.”

Damian stayed silent. He wanted to say that Gotham could be Danny’s haunt if they stayed long enough. He stayed quiet. Damian didn’t want to alienate his older brother.

“I’ll visit every weekend. It’s not as if I can’t fly here. Besides, it would be hard for Bruce to find an excuse for why I’m staying here.”

“Tt, don’t worry about father; he’s used to scandals.”

“Dami,” Danny started.

“I know, akhi, I won’t begrudge you going back home but don’t leave because you think it would inconvenience father. He’s dealt with worse.”

Danny smiled.

“I know. Don’t worry, we’ll come up with something, but I miss my haunt. It calls to me. I can’t help it.”

Damian nodded. He’s been reading up on ghost culture. A ghost couldn’t be far from their haunt for long without feeling like a part of them was missing. And, while theoretically, a new place could become their haunt, it was painful for them. Damian wouldn’t ask his brother to give up something for him. He had already sacrificed too much.

“I’ll visit, too,” Damian said, “That is if it’s okay with you.”

“I would love that. I’ll show you my Keep in the Ghost Zone when we fix the portal. It’ll be fun.”

They went quiet, with Jason’s soft snores filling the room.

“You think Bruce will be okay with Jason going to Amity for a while when we leave?”

Jason had decided to follow Danny to Amity Park until he got used to his powers. Father hadn’t taken the news too well. He still feared losing Jason.

“The rest of my siblings will be here to help. Besides, it’s like you said; you’ll visit every weekend. Todd can come with you.”

Danny yawned, and Damian knew he had stayed too long.

“I’ll go back to my room. You need to rest.”

Danny took hold of Damian’s hand, “You might as well stay, you know if you want.”

Damian smiled, knowing an olive branch when he heard one.

“I would love to, akhi, thank you.”

For the first time in years, both brothers slept in the same bed. Both brothers had smiles decorating their faces.

Nobody in the room had nightmares for the remainder of the night.

Thank you for reading until the end!

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I'm planning to write a DPxDC fic, though the world is ending and not even Danny nor any of the Justice League can stop this event, It's inevitable, do you perhaps have any Idea for this au?

Ooooooo. Well the answer extremely varies depending on what is causing said world ending event.

One answer that can be a very easy way to destroy earth: Darkseid. Unsure how much you know about this character but imma explain it just so those who don’t know about him can learn somethin new :).

Darkseid is DC’s version of Satan. He’s the embodiment of evil. No literally. The dude is the ruler of the 4th dimension planet Apokolips. It’s a literal hell planet. Everything is red and it has giant holes in the planet that spew out flame from the planets core. n. He cannot be killed. He is the exact same person through every single dimension. This planet wars with New Genesis who’s planets race is called the New Gods. They are locked in an eternal war.

Darkseids one goal is to destroy free will of the universe via the Anti-Life Equation. The equation has some fucking wild ass history but to sum it up simply: it’s like The Ultimate Weapon. It destroys all hope and free will of everyone in the entire universe if used. If Darkseid gets it, he wins.

Darkseid is not only OP as fuck, he’s omnipresent. He has a single consciousness that extends to every single universe. The character you see in the comics isn’t truly Darkseid. It’s an avatar of his consciousness. His avatars can die but the true Darkseid He Cannot Be Killed. I repeat literally cannot be killed. He cannot be killed the same way more than once and if he dies he always comes back eventually. He also has his Big Move that’s are his Omega Beams. If these things hit you it’s basically an instakill. In many DC wikis you can spot extremely powerful heroes by the documentation that they can survive an Omega Beam.

It’s not like it’s just Darkseid against everyone. Apokolips has a seemingly endless supply of parademons which are the infantry of Apokolypis. Other notable fighters are Granny Goodness and her Female Furies. They’re head torturers and are damn good at it too. (If u wanna see that shit up close and learn more: Miracle Man by Tom King is a truly incredible read and lets you know a lot about the Apokolips & New Genesis War. If you wanna get a read on Darkseid and how catastrophic his attacks on earth is you can also watch Justice League Dark: Apokolips War. It’s on HBOMax and a pretty damn decent movie.)

Darkseid conquers planets and repeatedly attempts to conquer earth. This fucker turned Apokolips into a hell pit and goes out to conquer other planets and terraform them with those giant flame spouts out of the planet (usually the threat of those is that Darkseid is planning to mine the Earth’s core for resources which’ll make the planet inhabitable.). He wants to do this to the entire universe until eventually literally every sentient life form is stripped of their free will. Dude is bad news.

So what if Darkseid succeeds? He conquers earth? He successfully destroyed the reality changing heros like The Spectre and so forth and the machines used to drill into Earth’s core penetrate earths core before Earth’s Heroes can stop them? The earth would well and truly be fucked.

OTHER IDEAS:

-Darkseid created Doomsday via forced evolution by yeeting a kid with spliced together Superman DNA onto Krypton until it was strong enough to slay the most powerful beings on earth. Darkseid could do the same with Danny. Fuck around with his DNA, do some funky forced evolution by yeeting a baby into the Ghost Zone until it was powerful enough to defeat even Danny.

-Is it a ghost entity that’s allpowerful? Is it Black Adam? The guy almost destroyed the entire world and the only thing stopping him was like 70 magic users all collectively casting a spell to stop him.

-Is it a natural disaster? Is there just some fuckery that causes earths axis to change and the planet gets farther from the sun and very quickly causes an ice age that causes everything to freeze?

-A silent invader of some life form that was so stealthy with its invasion that by the time the League or anyone noticed, it was already too late.

-A Virus, bacteria, or fungi that just fully wipes out the human race. Something so quick and rapidly mutating that there’s not even a chance to synthesize a cure in time.

The big question for me is what is stopping heroes with time travel from changing the timeline and reversing it. If you plan for this to be a time travel au, then why is that ONE person traveling back and not the other heroes using other ways to time travel. Why is it this attempt of time travel the one that works. Lemme list some ways that DC and DP can time travel that I know of off the top of my head.

Ghost portals (Ghost fuckery)

Clockwork (Time Fuckery)

A Dozen Speedsters (Speedforce go brr)

Superman (only sometimes tho. Dude flies around earth so fast that he reversed the rotation and goes back in time. No I am not making this up.)

Time Spheres

Abra Kadabra (Flash Villian. He’s from the 64th century and uses future tech that’s so advanced that it appears to be magic. Has a Time Machine be goes back n forth between now and his time period to collect tech)

Composite Superman (does he still exist in canon? No. Will I still mention him because he’s funny? Yes. Please for the love of god look up this man I promise you that you’ll laugh your ass off. his design is Peak Perfection.)

Booster Gold (from the 30th century. Stole tech from Hall of Heroes and Time traveled to present day for fortune and fame. He pops in and out of time sometimes and helps fix stuff. He’s a time cop.)

Hope this helps spark some ideas anon! I wish you luck on your writing!

#danny phantom #dp x dc #dc comics #writing advice #writing help #bones replies #anon #no seriously stop what you’re doing and look up Composite Superman

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IMW Chapter 14

There was silence within the Watchtower as the Justice League and Young Justice, all of the leaguers sat mystified by the knowledge and the younger ones were openly gaping.

Lady Miracle- The Guardians are in charge of maintaining balance, not just on earth, but the entire universe. Coming on the topic of Wielders. When a proper Wielder is chosen, they are tested by a Guardian. While being healthy is important, it isn’t about physicality, it is about their soul and who they are as a person. Chat Noir and Hercules were outliers. Chat was not a good person and Hercules was suffering from a mental disorder that was made worse when he wielded the Miraculous and it killed him. When the guardianship was transferred to me I found out that I was a True Soul or a Natural Soul.

All the magic users gasped as one. A natural soul was rare as they came. Only one was born every few eons. Raven dropped down from her hovering knelt before the warrior, her deep purple cloak billowing around her. "Lady Miracle," Raven said in awe, "Grand Guardian of the Miraculous, I greet you in the name of Azarath." On the other hand, Lady Miracle only seemed honoured by this greeting, as she smiled gently and pulled Raven to her feet. Apparently, as the Guardian of the Miraculous and a True Soul, she had magic that unholyly screamed, “Pure Power! Literally controls the space you live in! Bow!” Superman- Why was a child like you forced to fight a war?

Lady Miracle- Children die slower when Wielding a Miraculous compared to adults.

Flash- What!?

Lady Miracle- The Miraculous are the most powerful and ancient magical artefacts in the universe. They can technically be Wielded by anyone, no matter race, age or planetary origin, but only for a short amount of time otherwise you die. It takes a lot for someone to be able to handle a Miraculous and wielding it drains your life force. Children are more resilient; they last longer than adults because they have more life to give. An adult might make a year as a Wielder if they are really healthy while a child will make it three or four before they die.

Green Arrow- Then how are you alive?

Lady Miracle- As I stated before, I am a True Soul. I was meant to wear them. The previous Guardian was not aware of this though.

Black Canary- That sounds like a lot of responsibility for a child.

Lady Miracle- It is, but there was no one else. At the time, Noir was always goofing off. The old Guardian was the reason the old Order fell.

Wonder Woman- What did he do?

Lady Miracle- When the previous Grand Guardian was just a trainee, he stole the Miraculous of Emotion and took the other Miraculous as leverage to leave the Order with his memories, training and magic intact. He was greedy, power-hungry and stupid. He used the Miraculous of Emotion to create a Senti Creature that attacked the Order and it killed everyone, razing the Temple to the ground in the process. As he fled, he lost the Miraculous of Emotion and the Miraculous of Transmission and despite searching for them, never found them until they were activated years later by Gabriel and Emelie Agreste.

Green Lantern- If the Miraculous are powerful enough to raze the old Order of the Miraculous, send Atlantis sinking to the bottom of the ocean and do what happened in Paris, why are they used at all? Why not lock them up and keep them somewhere safe so no one can abuse their power?

Lady Miracle- The Miraculous are only used when there is an imbalance that cannot be fixed by the Guardian’s alone or if there is a Miraculous being abused. Only a Wielder would be able to fix the damage caused and bring the other Miraculous back. Locking the Miraculous away is sound in theory, but the universe would suffer if they were locked away, the imbalance would be catastrophic.

Batman- What happened in Paris could have ended the universe?

Lady Miracle- Easily. We had a few close calls. Talk about Chat Blanc.

There was silence for a moment as the Justice League processed it. It was terrifying to think about; the end of everything and how close they had been, but each of those times Lady Miracle had been by herself. She had fought alone. Everyone was lost in their thoughts. Then Lady Miracle stood up. Lady Miracle- If that is all I will take my leave. Wonder Woman- Lady Miracle, I wish that you stay for a while. We wish that you may join the JL. Lady Miracle looked taken aback. Lady Miracle- Umm… I want to take a break from this field, but would it be fine if I stayed as a back-up member? Wonder Woman hands her her membership card along with other documents. Lady Miracle- You knew I would accept? Wonder Woman- A brave warrior like you who has fought so long and hard for the people will never give up helping the people. Lady Miracle- I have your mother to thank too for training me. Batman- Queen Hipolyta trained you? Lady Miracle- Many people trained me. Wonder Woman- Could you detransform? I wish to meet Tikki. Lady Miracle- Yes. Lady Miracle engulfed in a light and a Small red bug was floating beside her. Beast Boy- Aah! Bug no– Mouse! Flying Bug-mouse. Tikki- I am not a BUG-MOUSE!! Beast Boy- AND IT TALKS!! Lady Miracle bursts out laughing- That’s what I said when I first met her! While Tikki spent time catching up with Wonder Woman, Lady Miracle mingles with the other heroes for sometime. Then Batman approaches her and says, “there are some information that needs to be recorded regarding your powers and your temporary heroes. Would you like to do it now?” “Sure why not.” Batman sat at the computer and Lady Miracle stood behind him. “I’ll start with the temporary heroes. Rena Rouge is Alya Cesaire. Carapace is Nino Lahiffe Queen bee is Chloe Bourgeois Pegasus is Max Kanté King monkey is Kim lé Cheń Ryouke is Kagami Tsurugi Viperion is Luka Couffiane Vesperia is Zoe Lee Argos is Felix Graham Da Vanily Chat noir is Adrien Agreste “He was chat noir?” Red Robin asked from behind. “indeed. “Multi-mouse is Marinette Lucinia.” Batman’s breath hitched. No, no, no, please let him be wrong. “Marinette Dupain-Cheng?” “Yes, her name was Dupain-Cheng before she changed it in the court battle.”

Oh yeah she was going to give Wayne hell for this.

Red Hood seemed to freeze and so did Batman and Nightwing. Red Robin and Robin also looked attentively at the screen. Black Bat had gone back to Shanghai. “you're the reason she's died!” Red Hood spat out. All the leaguers turned to stare at them. She was gonna put up such a show Xuppu, Plagg and Trixx would be proud of. "Excuse me?" "You're her friend?!" Red Hood spat, "You put her in danger! You want to help her! Forget you ever met her! Forget she exists! Just take your stupid, fucking yoyo and leave her and never even think about her again! It took you years to stop that mad bastard! Years! Of her suffering! I will not let you put her in danger anymore. So stay the fuck away from her!" "Fuck you," Lady Miracle said casually. Red Hood saw Batman blink. The only sign of surprise he ever gave. Apparently, the hero was not prone to cursing. Not that Jason minded. Red Hood snarled. "Fuck. You." she said slowly, and that's when Red Hood noticed something. Lady Miracle wasn't angry. She wasn't frightened by his outburst. She wasn't even disturbed. Most people, any kind of people, would be at least a little affected by someone of Red Hood's stature and reputation coming at them in a screaming furry. But Lady Miracle just seemed mildly annoyed. It had Jason subtly reassessing the hero, even as the rest of him fumed with rage. Lady Miracle continued speaking. "Listen, Red Hood right? Let's get this straight. You don't get to talk about Paris, or Hawk Moth or whatever that furry called himself, or Marinette. You don't know my city. You don't know my enemy. And you most certainly did not help me save it. Did Marinette die? Yes, she did. But so did everyone in Paris. Hell! I've died! More times than I can count. So you don't get to tell me I've failed. Not when the Justice League did nothing to help. Not when I have faced horrors and nightmares. I have stood on a rooftop and watched millions drown. I have looked to the sky and seen it fall in flaming rain. I have stood over my own corpse and watched the world turn to ash around me. So sit and calm down.”

Nightwing was a rational person or so he liked to believe in comparison to his family but a large part of him wanted to tear the woman apart limb from limb. How dare she treat Isa's suffering with such coldness?! How dare she just dismiss her like a number on a page?! He barely even registered what else she said, because it was all he could do not to give in to the rage. But before he could, he hissed cold and quiet in a way that made the worst of humanity cringe in the shadows, "If you think for one second, that I'm going to let her anywhere near you, you've got another thing coming, bitch!"

Wonder Woman got up “That is ENOUGH! If you have something to say, Batman, do so or hold your piece!”

Batman remained stoic.

Wonder Woman took this as his final answer. “You have no right to say anything regarding this situation. Now move on with tests and if you are in no mental state to do so, Cyborg shall carry on with it.”

Cyborg got up and gently but firmly eased Batman out of the chair and sat down himself. Cyborg- So how big of an enemy can you take on? Lady Miracle- I could try to take on the Justice League? Green Arrow- WHAT?! Flash- Kid, don’t joke like that. Lady Miracle- Why don’t we try to test the theory? How many people are here? Red Tornado- 44 leaguers are currently present in this meeting. Lady Miracle- OK. Can you gather them up for a spar? Green Arrow- What conditions? Lady Miracle- Me on one side and you all on the other.

This is going to be fun.

#maribat #marinette dupen chang #alfred pennyworth #bruce wayne #jason todd #dick grayson #hellishere7980 #miraculous fanworks #miraculous lb #miraculous fanfic #miraculous ladybug #lady miracle #batman #marinette and the batfam #justice league #young justice #justice in the dark #teen titans

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Just saw the Justice League x RWBY movie, and I gotta say I personally kinda liked it quite a bit.

Did make me pause when I thought about how different their goals are in stopping villains though.

Like when the big bad *spoilers* Kilgore *spoilers* was finally defeated in the end, the first thing 15-year old Ruby wanted to do was see if he was actually DEAD.

Kinda made me realize that while the Beacon students are taught to straight up kill a threat (whether Grimm or human/faunus) the Justice League is more about neutralizing them (mostly) regardless of power level.

Tyrian attacking Uncle Qrow? Ruby cuts off one of his limbs! Adam hunting Blake and Yang? Slice that creep up! Cinder toppled Beacon? That B&$%H Needs To DIE!

On the other hand...

Cheetah gonna kidnap kids? Gotta knock her out! Luthor shooting missiles at the moon? Put that fella in prison! Mad Hatter kidnapping children? Save the hostages and neutralize the threat!

I mean it's NOT a bad thing, but it makes me wonder how comfortable the Justice League would feel about having these teenagers "assisting". And ditto for the Hunters/Huntresses having the Justice League's "help".

What do you think?

SPOLIERS! ...is what I would scream if I actually cared.

But you definitely bring up a good point, but I feel like I should clarify certain aspects.

Now, I haven't seen RWBY/Justice League yet, but I do know a thing or two about two separate franchises.

Regarding the RWBY moments, you have to remember that RWBY is a... less civilized world compared to the DC universe. Aside from the Grimm, you have gangsters, serial killers, and terrorists running around trying to kill for one reason or another, but it's always selfish reasons. So having RWBY kill off their villains makes sense because it makes sense regarding the villains being killed.

Tyrian was a crazy guy who attacked them and potentially killed Uncle Qrow. Ruby saw an opportunity to neutralize Tyrian, who was disracted by Qrow, and took it. Her only failure there was not taking off his head, but removing his poison stinger was a good choice nonetheless.

Adam was on a homicidal rampage and was making lethal attempts at both Blake and Yang. The fact he did this while Blake's guard was down is proof he had to be put down now, or else he would keep attacking later. Also, if you rewatch what happened, Blake was shaking at the fact she just killed Adam. She was shaking because she just took a life up close and personal. The life of someone she knew. In more layman's terms, Kitty Got Trauma.

Cinder is responsible for the Fall of Beacon. She killed Pyrrha. She attacked at Haven and Atlas, and she won't stop until she gets what she wants. So yes, I would agree THAT GOD DAMN BITCH NEEDS TO DIE!

Also, as an added point, look at what happens when you lock up criminals in RWBY. They get out. They escape. Because justice. Doesn't. Work. In. Remnant. The only way to make sure the serial killers and terrorists and monsters stop is to exterminate them. End them. Permanently. And that's what these kids are taught! Compared to the other schools, from what we've seen, Beacon focuses more on the Grimm than on the other dangers of Remnant. The only defense they have is understanding from Dr. Oobleck's history class. So what happens when you pit a huntsman against the soldier? The gangster? The survivor?

So yes, Remnant is less civil than DC Earth, where the other half of our other heroes are located. In this universe, by contrast, our heroes are raised with compassion, humility, and good values for a society.

Cheetah is a tricky foe for Wonder Woman because she is Diana's best friend cursed to be transformed. There's a comic where she's struggling against Cheetah because with all of Diana's lethal moves and Cheetah's lethal intent, she knows her friend is still in there, trapped inside and crying out. When you put her against an opponent she doesn't feel all that close to, say, Maxwell Lord, who was mind controlling Superman, then yeah, she's gonna snap his neck about thirty times to be sure. It should be noted that Diana is also the kind of hero who would lead an uprising in which she aided slave women to murder their captors. So yeah, Wonder Woman will kill, but not someone she cares about.

The trouble with Lex Luthor and Superman is the classic case of Lawful Good against Lawful Evil. Lex Luthor is a public figure, and often a beloved one at that. With a sway of his silver tongue, Superman is the alien invader sent to conquer Earth, which is in a universe filled with invasive alien conquerors, while Lex freaking god damn mother friggin "Steal-Forty-Cakes, Blows-Up-Cities, Cures-Cancer-Then-Gives-Worse-Cancer" Luthor is a damn saint who donates to charities and pursues scientific breakthroughs for the benefit of humanity. If Superman decided to give him that good ol Injustice high five, who do you think will look like the bad guy? Not to mention, Clark was raised better than that by Ma and Pa. Could Kal-El have been a conqueror? If given the right circumstances and the wrong parents, sure. But that's not what happened. Clark Kent grew up learning and knowing better so that he can be just like his heroes; the most loving humans on the planet.

And of course, we come to the center of this shrubbery maze that we all have to talk about. "Everything would be so much better if Batman just killed his enemies." Ugh, I am so sick of making the arguement against this because I don't like conflict, and everyone fails to understand the fucking nuance that is Batman's fucking humanity. I am literally AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!.

So, yes, Batman's enemies are most notably the criminally insane, but they are not the only threat to Gotham. You also have the Court of Owls, Gotham's 1% hunting civilians for sport, and city officials who literally want to toss the homeless into Gotham's furnace to keep themselves warm, and then you have the League of Assassins, eco-terrorists who want to blow up Gotham because it's a literal crime cancer on the planet. But do you know what Batman is in all of this? He's humanity. He's hope. He's the one-man-army fighting to protect his city that doesn't deserve to be saved because it's his home. It's his one sign of proof that his parents didn't die in vain trying to save this city. Would things be easier, or better, if Batman decided to kill? Maybe. But would he still be Batman?

Oh, and before anyone say, "Bud dah Jokah!" Joker literally has a failsafe where if he dies, someone else becomes the Joker, so don't even try.

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There. That's all of the examples.

Now, as for your questions at the end about asking teenagers, I'll state the obvious, Teen Titans, Young Justice, Bllah, Blah, Blah...

But those kids were brought on for two reasons. 1, to help them cope with their traumas (Dick Grayson's parent's murder and Connor Kent coping with his cloned identity) and 2, to train them to be the next superhero team. So yes, I think RWBY being brought on for training would be good to help them all cope with their traumas and train them to have a little more humanity.

Think of it like adopting stray, feral cats. They're more destructive than your usual domesticated pets, but after enough time, patience, discipline, and love, they become a faithful companion. (NOTE: PLEASE DO NOT ATTEMPT TO ADOPT WILD ANIMALS! THEY ARE NOT YOUR FRIENDS!)

So, yeah, I think the team up would be great. And as for the question,

"Should heroes be allowed to kill?"

Only as a last, reasonable resort.

#rwby #rwby spoliers #rwby/justice league #my thoughts #my answers #wonder woman #superman #batman #but seriously fuck you if you think batman would be better if he killed you don't understand batman what the fuck is wrong with you AAAARGH

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Brother of my Brother (Infinite Crisis - Bad End) pt1

I am sorry if the timeline events of Infinite Crisis here are a bit wonky. Also we are going with Nightwing run version of Jason and Dick's first meeting, bc that one's my favorite.

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4.

The world nearly ended, it does that sometimes. A great, physics-defying colliding of universes and cosmic god-beings that required every sucker that's ever donned spandex -and occasionally some semi-willing, saner rouges- to put their noses to the grindstone , kick some ass, and maybe fart out a few inspirational speeches if you were the friendly paragon type like Superman, the Flashes, or darling Nightwing.

Jason's involvement in the whole thing had been minimal. He'd busted up some of the weird-ass robot things that preceded the main event, spared a whole goddamn sympathetic wince for the poor bastards that had to fight Superman's evil alt-universe son, and knocked around a couple of wannabe thugs that thought Bludhaven getting nuked was a chance to start getting cute with some profiteering or trafficking on his turf in nearby Gotham.

Not too helpful, cause Jason wasn't one of those fools wearing spandex anymore. (He had actual pants now, imagine that!). Not too unhelpful, cause he was a fool choosing to live in Gotham, and he'd prefer his city to not be a radioactive wasteland trashed by robots and mad Kryptonians and his universe not to be melted or unwritten or whatever cosmic bullshit the villain de jour had planned.

Eventually, the dust had settled. Heroes had run back to their claimed cities, the JLA fucked off back to space, and the various tech whizzes had actually started bothering to lock down or shut off the emergency channels they'd thrown together to call out the all hands on deck situation, making it a lot harder for those that weren't exactly invited to the party to listen in.

Leaning back onto his ratty but comfortable couch, in an apartment that edges closer to housing rather than a safehouse, Jason is now instead idly trawling through the official responses published by the JLA, the Titans, and a couple of the more put-together, public facing heroes.

He's not a bad hacker, far better than most, but Jason really only gives a fuck about information relating to Gotham and its vigilantes. (And well, formerly Bludhaven. Sucks to suck, circus boy, looks like even the great Nightwing fails sometimes). There's no way Oracle doesn't have anything Bat-related on lockdown already, and Jason's not fool enough to tangle with her in her home court like that.

He scratches his neck.

Nah, he'd rather not have cop-girl turned surveillance-woman rat out his location or get in his systems cause he'd gotten curious and poked his digital nose into whatever terse, control freak communications Batman was sending to the League and his little solider boys. Jason could just paint a general picture reading between the lines of official, publicly available reports, and then investigate through other, more in-person means after. Shake some people down, break into government offices that sort of thing.

Well, first off, it seemed his snobby little replacement was going to be in Gotham for a while. There's a short, despondent little announcement from knock-off Robin's knock-off Titans that due to the tragic loss of Superboy in the recent crisis, Young Justice would be suspending activity.

It's followed by a short but clumsily sincere little memorial piece about Kon-El, like that's supposed to make up for the fact he's dead, like just posting a couple of cheesy pictures of cook-outs and daylight missions and blubbering out a few sentimental sentences about how kind and heroic the deceased was enough to make up for his violent death.

Jason scratches his neck again. His nails are cut almost to the quick so they don’t catch his skin, don't draw blood, don’t really get rid of the itch.

Batman's more of a problem, as always. He'd never deign to give anything as mundane as a public statement, of course, but the JLA has an actual PR team and a constant need to maintain an image of transparency in front of the general public and its many trigger-happy governments. They've put out a handy list of various commendations being given, memorials being held, and ongoing efforts of various heroes to help with the after effects of the tragedy

Jason idly opens the memorials tab for some rubber-necking after he's finished investigating. He doesn't even bother glancing at the award ceremonies page (no Bat would fucking ever).

Little mention of Batman in any of the rebuilding projects or various JLA committees on preventing this horrible tragedy from ever occurring again . (Even though they all knew something similar would happen in another couple of years, cause the universe tries to off itself on damn schedule these days).

Jason sighs. Nary a sign of the Bat on anything from the JLA, and the various social pages and gossip rags of Gotham were mostly empty of their favorite drunken fool, Bruce Wayne.

If Jason was lucky (and he never was), the Bat was on some short, international mission that would be finished up before the Red Hood's even had time to finish shaking down air traffic control for their records of Batplane sightings. If he's unlucky, the old man's on one of his long-term out of the city projects or stupid self-discovery journeys that seemed to mostly involve screwing morally grey spies and assassins.

If he's supremely unlucky, though, Batman's fucked off to space or some alternate dimension to do this this, that, and the other cause he's similar to Jason in at least one regard. Occasionally they had to give a shit about the stability of the universe and the fate of the world, cause that's what Gotham is sitting on.

Uggh, it better not be that last one. Shaking down or threatening a Flash or Lantern would be a goddamn pain and require a fuck-ton of planning (steal some shit from Freeze? Lure the space cop into a sulphur mine? Might just be easier breaking into the Batcave.)

Jason rolls his shoulders face twitching into a grimace. He hasn't decided what he wants to do or say or whatever the next time he sees Batman, but he does know he wants it on his fucking terms. He's never gonna have a moment's peace if he doesn’t' figure out where Batman's lurking.

Shit, worst comes to worst he'll beat the Bat's location out of his shiny new Robin or prod it outta Nightwing who's almost certainly an emotional wreck now that Shithaven's radioactive rubble.

…. Maybe the Red Hood will even buy Nightwing a beer instead of greeting him with a gunshot outta consideration for his loss next they meet. Might be worth it so that Jason can see pretty, perfect Dick Grayson floundering in failure like the rest of the mortal world regularly had too, the prick.

Feeling a bit calmer, Jason settles back into a sprawl and starts casually perusing the JLA's page of memorial announcements for people he might've met with Batman or Dick. He idly scrolls down the page, stopping once in a while to search engine a name that rings absolutely no bells on the off chance it’s a rebranding instead of new-blood or a total no-name. After all he very much doubts any mid-to-late twenties men are going around calling themselves Aqualad, or fucking Speedy.

Near the bottom of the alphabetically organized page is a blue hyperlink that reads 'Nightwing'.

Jason blinks. Clenches and unclenches his left hand. That's … a weird fucking way to list a memorial for the city of Bludhaven.

He knows a lot of the old core Leaguers like to fawn over Robin Number 1, Superman especially, and that Nightwing's probably the only non-exploded, halfway decent person left willing to admit association with Shithaven, Gotham's poorer, dirtier little sister-city, but still. Not super tactful.

Jason stares at electric blue of the hyperlink for another couple of seconds, then clicks on it.

'The public memorial for the hero known as Nightwing will be held at 5pm on October 24th on the public access field in front of Titian's Tower. A beloved figure of the hero community, founding member of the Titians, and known associate of Batman, Superman, and many other long time Justice League members …'

The word 'Robin' does not appear once on the entire page, Jason notes hysterically. Like every two-bit thug with half a brain cell left after Batman's regular beatings and Gothamite still sane enough to parse a newspaper don't know that the little, grinning dare-devil child mad enough to take on the night in Gotham armed with nothing but pixie boots and a smile, good enough to not just fucking survive that but stay laughing and kind, like they don't all know he grew up into their migratory bluebird who would swoop between the brighter, outside world and their resident shithole city, returning to the nest to help beat down their rouges, remind Batman to act like a freaking human being, and teasingly rescue little Robins that got in over their heads. Perfect, lucky, Dick Grayson, Gotham's little songbird that got to grow up and stretch his wings.

Jason numbly realizes he's started to chuckle, an ugly smile pulling at the corners of his lips.

A hideous cackling monologue that never really shuts up in the back of his memories laughs and laughs about dead birds, about Batman's failures. The sentences are impossible to fully parse, every other word punctuated by a crack of pain or an ugly giggle.

A soft, sharp, croon in his recently resurrected ears, as Talia-of-his-memory whispers, "Family and love are just pretty, useless words until they've been proven in blood and sacrifice."

Jason hurls the laptop across the room, shattering the bright screen displaying its memorial message against the wall then stalks off to grab his helmet. He needs to see for himself if this is, if Nightwing is . . .

. . . If it is true, he needs to know who. Needs to know badly, insistently, itchingly cause Jason really fucking doubts whatever JLA fuck that wrote the page, or Titan hanger-on that organized that memorial actually loved Richard Grayson that way his brother deserved.

He sure as hell knows their father won't.

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Six years ago

The first time Jason met his predecessor? (maybe his brother?) went . . . . alright.

Sure Jason's flubbed the gauntlet test thing that Bruce'd set up, Nightwing dancing circles about him with his fancy flips. Then that had been followed by the older teen basically dragging him about the whole city like a scruffed kitten as they'd raced through the streets to save Alfred dressed as Two-Face.

On the other hand, they'd basically raced the length of the whole city, bus-surfing and peeping into warehouses, and ended up fighting with some sewer-croc monster to save Alfred dressed as Two-Face cause Batman had flubbed his whole secret test thing worse. Jason had come out of that whole mess not looking too bad in comparison and gotten the official go-ahead to be Robin from both Batman and the original.

He'd parted ways with Dick kinda amicably. Dick had given him his original Robin suit (which was actually pretty cool) and his phone number to call in case Batman was being a 'stoic, immovable, grump' (actually a bit tempting to use cause Bruce had been snit over his car crash injuries). Jason in turn had passed over the new Nightwing suit Alfred had sewn up and repeated his challenge that he was gonna be even better as Robin so Dick'd better watch out (he'd gotten a raised eyebrow and a sigh again).

Not bad or anything. No hitting, no screaming (at him anyway, he's fairly certain Nightwing and Batman had it out behind his back at some point). No angry demands about who let a grubby, homeless kid have Robin's costume.

Still, Jason felt like Nightwing was just humoring him, and it rankled. Worse, was he knew why. In contrast to Jason's rather lackluster first night as Robin, Batman had shown him clips of Nightwing's Gotham debut right before he sent him out to catch him, and really those said it all.

A smiling young man in midnight blue and bright gold on a playful rampage through Gotham's darkness, a grinning Batgirl in tow. He knocks out street thugs with a showy, graceful kick on one screen, raids the Iceburg Lounge and talks down to Pengiun with an grinning, effusive, confidence on another, and on the final screen on the bottom right breaks into Arkham to play a prank on the fucking Joker, the clown's angry threats near drowned out by his fearless, undaunted laughter as he slips away.

"This is Nightwing" says Batman. "He'll be your test."

"That's Robin." Realizes Jason. "He's what I've got to live up to."

#infinite crisis bad end au #dick grayson #jason todd #dick dies during infinite crisis and everyone has a bad time #not yet but there will be severe middle child drama #right now here's jason in his villain phase having a bad time

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A Matter of Conscience..., a Justice League/Justice League Unlimited fanfic

Title: A Matter of Conscience…

Author: laysean87

Fandom: Justice League/Justice League Unlimited, DC Animated Universe

Characters: Clark Kent/Lord Superman (Justice Lords Universe), Wally West/Flash

Summary: "Humanity had to be saved from itself. They may hate them for it, but they would learn to appreciate what they did someday.

It was for their own good."

Notes: A brief short one-shot describing Lord Superman's mindset. For context, this is during the climax of his fight with Justice League member Flash – the moment where he briefly hesitates finishing off Flash.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

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"Can't do it, can you?"

Something in Flash's words caused Superman to falter. After an intense fight with the Fastest Man Alive inside Stryker's Island, the powerful leader of the Justice Lords had the speedster of Central City right where he wanted him; inside a dimly lit room of the head prison guard; his giant left hand clutching the chest of the hero's red colored costume; his right hand balled into a fist and drawn back; ready to deliver the final blow.

Even if it was against this world's Flash, and not his Flash.

He was killed, thanks to then US President Lex Luthor… a long time ago.

That's when Superman and his teammates decided to take action. It wasn't enough to put the crooks behind bars. It was no longer enough to just do a glorified cleanup job or citizen's arrest. Evil would no longer be tolerated anymore. Nor would a bad attitude about the laws they would enforce. They would have to eliminate it… for good. By any means necessary and whatever means possible.

Do what was needed to be done. Take over.

It began when Superman assassinated Lex Luthor, and it didn't stop there. For the Justice Lords, it couldn't stop there. No crime, however big or small, would ever be committed under their watch. in order to get rid of evil for good, to ensure the safety of the humans on Earth, to make a world free of crime, free of tyranny, so that no one would ever have to endure trauma or pain ever again, they had to take the next step.

This Flash and his counterparts in the Justice League could never understand that. They couldn't understand that they didn't mean to trap the League, and lock them up. The were trying to help this alternate world by getting rid of the evil and tyranny the same way they did in their own world. To be rid of all crime in their world so that everyone was safe. And in order to make a utopian world of this magnitude, they had to grab power. The ends always justifies the means.

But, no. They'd rather fight him and the Justice Lords. To continue this never ending dance of putting the criminals behind bars until the next time they escaped. And the song-and-dance routine would start all over again.

And where would the battle against all evil end, though? When would it all end?

Superman knew the answer: It would never end. As long as evil would still be free to do whatever they want on Earth, there could be no peace, no order, no security.

Humanity had to be saved from itself. They may hate them for it, but they would learn to appreciate what they did someday.

It was for their own good.

So why the pause?

"I'm the last piece of your conscience, and this is the one thing you'll never do."

Trying to appeal to the good in him, to his conscience, his ideals. Those words would've been true in another lifetime. In fact, they were true… before everything changed.

In another lifetime, Superman wouldn't have even dreamed that one day, he would end up killing the Flash. From another universe, but still the Flash, all the same. But the fact was he was beyond that now. He was beyond any kind of restraint. He was determined to have a world free of crime, where the humans on this planet would be safe… at any cost. If that meant stripping them of their freedoms, enforcing his and his teammates' will on this or any other alternate universe, even killing the Justice League from this and any other universe or dimension to do it…

…then so be it.

His jaw stiffened, his eyebrows narrowed as he stared past the mask concealing Flash's eyes. "I've done a lot of things I thought I'd never do these last two years. One more won't hurt."

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The End

This story, along with others is also available on my Fanfiction account.

#dcau fanfiction #dcau #justice league season two #justice lords #lord superman #wally west #the flash #rough draft #justice league unlimited #dc animated universe #short story #bruce timm #dc comics

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REVIEW: Suicide Squad Kill The Justice League

"Repost from a comment I made on a video"

Meh, that the long and short of it for me. It's a decent enough shooter, fun transversal and the bosses are decent (though the Batman one could've been better, I heard Twitter gushing about the role reversal of being hunted by him, but it's just an interactive cutscene near the start of the game. The proper showdown isn't as inventive, if anything I'm annoyed they had to ruin the mystique of Knight's ending). But the story I honestly could care less about.

Suicide Squad has just been a "whatever" bunch to me across all media I've seen them in and it's usually always the same plot: forced into service, a lot of bickering while doing a mission, think they see a way out of Waller's grasp, it goes fubar, complete mission, right back where they started. It doesn't help I don't like Amanda at all, she was at least decent in the JL toon, but each appearance since then has slowly turned up her bitchiness and this game REALLY extenuated that to the point I was groaning anytime she comes back into play. No offense to Deborah Wilson, loved her since the MadTV days and normally enjoy seeing her digital self in stuff like the new Call of Duty and the Jedi souls-like games. But the writing here makes me want to tear my ears out every time she's ranting and raving, even when the squad is doing their jobs as ordered. Jesus, even Nick Fury on his bad days wasn't this bad. Beyond that, I was just shrugging, some bits did make me chuckle and most had me groaning at how try-hard to be edgy or comedic, felt like a New 52 version of this setting with the tone-deafness.

They don't really do anything with the Justice League other then being mustache twirling villains via the mind control, save Diana and even she hardly does much with her scant appearances because the plot can't work if she manages to save the day. Especially wasn't fond how some of the JL get send off, yeah Batman's death felt disingenuous and I really feel sorry for Arkham-verse fans that they now have to be reminded of this game down the line when they replay those games. But at the least his had gravatas to it (and I'm not heartless, I did like the little tribute they gave to Kevin at the end). Flash? Gets peed on after he's defeated. Lantern, decent but ruined by Deadshot's one liner, and Superman, oh that ONE pissed me off because they don't even bat an eye at him before the game moves on with he plot. Superman, man of steel, one of the most popular heroes, is just a damn footnote in this game. Are you kidding me?!

After that, I honestly didn't care anymore, about Brainiac, about the multi-verses and the Brainiacs that control them essentially pulling a Kang the Conqueror situation (and no I don't care about spoilers, this game doesn't care about the fans why should I?). By the end, it essentially ends on "Hey congrats you beat it but this is just part 1 of the story, more to come. Pay us money in the live service to see the rest of it in the season passes."

Speaking of, why did they have to make this an online only game on launch? Crashed a few times setting you back a ways, glitches that turned the enemies into statues, and several soft-locks. Ugh, there's a reason off-line modes are a thing from the start. Say what you will about Resident Evil 6, I know how many fans loathe that game, but Capcom at the least had the sense to include that mode on launch. So how is it Rocksteady didn't have that same thought process? Really only good thing I can say is it does look fun with friends from most videos I've seen and I guess that's what they're aiming for to keep it afloat. I've seen some people on Twitter liking it but let's see if those same masses will stay loyal for the long haul.

Again it's decent, the game's world is huge I will give it that, but doesn't give you much to do outside same missions of break shield, defend car, destroy cannon, take out horde, defend this routines. Nor does Metropolis feel as characterized as Arkham City and Gotham in "Knight". With those, I wanted to explore and see the nooks and crannies of it. Here, it feels cluttered and a lot of buildings look the same, very little stands out to me. Maybe because the game doesn't really let you breathe with the constant alien attacks to do so. Oh but the Riddler challenges are back.... Why? "Knight" burned me out on these, so I did not care when he returned and was wondering why he was even here in the first place. They couldn't pick anyone else for this? And level up is just, eh. You grind, you get better guns and costumes, ho hum. At the least it's faster then Gotham Knights.

Overall this is just average, a step up in presentation but really lacking that quality of the previous Arkham games. You'll either dig it or your won't, it's already divisive on social media as is. So all I can say, play it yourself if your curious and make your own judgement. At the least, it's not a must-buy, if you wanna wait, be my guest, you won't be missing anything if you do and you have plenty of other games to keep you busy in the meantime (Tekken 8, Like A Dragon Infinite Wealth, and the upcoming Final Fantasy 7 Rebirth at the time of this writing).

#Toonlegion #Review #Suicide Squad #DC Comics #Rocksteady #Suicide Squad Kill The Justice League

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Hello good. I would like to ask a question. How much was the collection of the New52 comics? Also part of the shared Superman/Wonder Woman stories. Compared to Rebirth's current win stats. I say this because there are a lot of fans of Wonderbat, Clois, etc. Weary in changing the narrative and reality, and I would like to know since DC comics currently suffer from low sales and threaten to close the comic book publisher.

You can go to Comic Book Revolution who do analysis of DC's sales.

Look at Chart Sales and Rankings numbers and analysis and it will tell you how poorly Superman and Wonder Woman books currently are doing. DC's best seller has always been and still is Batman.

So don't take our word for it, the stats are there. Twitter is full of trolls and bots and people who do not buy comics. Their opinions are opinion. Not necessarily what the real picture is when it comes to what sells.

Anyway here are excerpts taken for Superman and Wonder Woman for May 2023 from the site.

The Superman franchise had zero titles in the Top 10, one title in the Top 25, and four titles in the Top 50. This was the same as April 2022 when the Superman franchise had zero titles in the Top 10, one title in the Top 25, and four titles in the Top 50. Year-over-year numbers were up as the xx franchise had zero titles in the Top 10, one title in the Top 25, and one title in the Top 50 in May 2022.

Superman #4 held steady by only dropping from the number 18 spot to the number 20 spot. DC Comics desperately needs Superman to remain a consistent Top 25 title.

Power Girl Special #1 debuted in the number 31 spot. That is not bad considering that this one-shot issue shipped in the last week of May 2023! This does not surprise me. Everyone loves Power Girl!

Adventures of Superman Jon Kent #3 barely clung to the Top 50 as it dropped from the number 32 spot down to the number 48 spot. It is a lock that this title will exit the Top 50 with the next issue. The big question will be if Adventures of Superman Jon Kent can conclude its six-issue limited series in the Top 75.

Action Comics #1055 climbed up from the number 67 spot to the number 54 spot. This is due to the fact that Action Comics #1054 shipped in the final week of April 2023. This is still far from the number 24 sales ranking that Action Comics #1052 got in March 2023.

I had my concerns about Action Comics once it was announced that it would be an anthology title. We just do not usually see any anthology title enjoy much sales success. DC Comics absolutely needs Action Comics to be a consistent Top 50 seller. It will be demoralizing if most of the DC Comics’ Dawn of DC titles sink out of the Top 50.

Superman Lost #3 fell from the number 53 spot and out of the Top 75 and down to the number 78 spot. It appears that many readers are not interested in Christopher Priest’s offering. These sales rankings would indicate that Superman Lost will probably conclude its ten-issue mini-series outside of the Top 150.

Superboy The Man of Tomorrow #2 is the dog of the Superman franchise as it fell from the number 46 spot and out of the Top 100 and down to the number 104 spot. I cannot say that I am surprised. I love Conner Kent’s character so much. But, DC Comics’ decision to grossly regress Conner’s character in favor of elevating Jon Kent is clearly not appealing to readers. At this rate, this six-issue mini-series may not conclude inside of the Top 175.

We have always given Wonder Woman her own franchise section in these comic sales rankings articles. However, given that DC Comics has reduced Wonder Woman to just one title, I have decided to fold Wonder Woman into the “Justice League Franchise” section. Once DC Comics makes more of an investment in the Wonder Woman franchise and gives it multiple titles then we will break her out into her own franchise section again.”

In other words WW is not doing well.

They have done analysis for both DC and Marvel for each month so you can go back and see how the sales for Superman and Wonder Woman have been.

There is also Comichron and The Beat who offers analysis and numbers if one wants more evidence.

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My DC Cinematic Universe: Superman (Part VI)

Chapter Six: Powerless Power

There are few villains better known than Alexander Joseph "Lex" Luthor. The archenemy of Superman, Luthor was meant to be the brains to oppose Superman's brawn. But this was never truly meant to be, as Superman himself kept changing to become more than just raw brawn. So, over time, Luthor also had to change. Because of this, we've seen a lot of version of Lex Luthor, From mad scientist and maniacal supervillain, to vindictive businessman with lofty ambitions. Luthor's been the leader of the Legion of Doom and Injustice League, as well as a member of the Justice League and a member of the "SuperFamily". His history is extremely complicated.

But even then, there are a few things that have always stayed the same with Luthor. His lack of hair, his incredible mind, his love of Kryptonite usage, and most important of all...his absolute hatred and jealousy of Superman. Sometimes this hatred is disguised in xenophobia, and sometimes it's a lot more personal, based on a shared past. Most of the time, though, it's raw jealousy of the Man of Steel and the power he wields. But, again, why? I mean, I'm jealous of Superman as well, but that doesn't mean I'm Lex Luthor, right?

Luthor has 82 years of comic book history to parse through, and that would take...a while. So for most of this post, I want to talk about how I see Lex, how others have seen Lex, and why Lex absolutely is not the main antagonist of this film. Surprising? We'll get there.

Lex Luthor: Mad Scientist

Lex Luthor was first introduced to the comics in Action Comics #23, in April of 1940. At the time, he was introduced as simply Luthor, and has a brilliant scientist and inventor with a hatred for Superman. He would steal devices from the government, hang out in flying cities and abandoned temples for his lairs, and would basically do anything he could to get money or take over the world. But every time, he kept getting stopped by fuggin' Superman. And at the time...y'know, whatever. Dude's an ass, but he doesn't hate Superman specifically. And, in early appearances, he has hair! But once World War II came, two things happened. One, his hair went away, forever. And two, with the birth of Silver Age, came Luthor's hatred for Superman.

Originally, fun fact, his hair was lost in an experiment that he blamed Superboy for, causing his permanent baldness and hatred for Superman. Which, yeah, is stupid, but this is the '50s and '60s at this point; comics were silly, and I'm here for that. During this time period, he became responsible for creating Bizarro as a clone of Superman, leading the Legion of Doom and Injustice Gang, stealing 40 cakes (which is as many as four tens, and is terrible), and entering an ill-advised team-up with alien computerized being Brainiac. That partnership would be revisited in the comics and adaptation many times over the years. And then...Crisis. Once Crisis on Infinite Earths happens, everything about Lex changes. While Lex kept the baldness, the insane intellect, and the hatred of Superman, he lost the mad scientist schtick, and gained a Fortune 500 company.

Lex Luthor: Businessman

Starting in the mid-80s, Lex Luthor is the leader of LexCorp, an is an evil executive with a FUCKTON of money. Based in part of Donald Trump and the Devil (NOT FUCKING KIDDING), this Luthor is a pure intellect, and used said intellect to be rich as FUCK. He clawed his way up from the dirt, from nothing, and became one of the richest men in the world, as well as one of the most prominent men in Metropolis. And this is at the root of his jealousy for Superman.

Put yourself in Lex's shoes here. You were raised in Suicide Slums, some of the worst parts of Metropolis. Parents were abusive, the environment was poor, and you were locked in a position that would've prevented you from moving out of your position. But you, with an insane amount of hard work and dedication, as well as some desperation and extremely high intelligence, claw your way from th very bottom and scale to the highest heights. You are as tall as a human being can be, inside of the tallest building in Metropolis which YOU BUILT with your hard-earned money...

AND THEN SOME STUPID IDIOT FROM ANOTHER FUCKING PLANET COMES HERE WITH POWERS THAT SHOULD BE RIGHTFULLY YOURS? The ever-loving FUCK did THIS asshole do to deserve that power? It should be MINE! LEX FUCKING LUTHOR IS THE REAL SUPERMAN!!!

That is how you would feel in Lex's position, and that's mostly how Lex feels. But that's sort of the obvious take; there's more to it than that. Because Superman is a hero. By all rights, he is a heroic figure, but also uses his powers responsibly. Lex, on the other hand, is not heroic. He's not good, he wouldn't do good things with that power. He would use that power to wrest control of the world, no matter the costs. And Lex is smart, he knows that. He knows exactly what he would do with that power. And maybe he'd try to justify his actions, but he definitely wouldn't do good things with it. And again, he knows that.

He KNOWS that. And he doesn't care. HE STILL WANTS IT.

Lex Luthor: The Man Who Has Everything

No matter how you slice it, Lex Luthor is an intellectual giant. The only thing that holds him back is his arrogance, and even that doesn't really hold him back. Luthor's hunger for power makes him one of the most dangerous men on the planet, and he uses xenophobia and hatred to project these desires onto Superman. Superman can't be bought, and Lex can't be Superman. But he;ll be damned if he doesn't try.

The real goal of Lex Luthor is this: to look down on everybody. Sounds satirical, but it really means that Lex doesn't want to acknowledge that anyone is above him in any way. And so, he's richer than the rest, and he's smarter than the rest. And if he CAN'T become for powerful than someone on his own, then that somebody's gotta go. To me (and for my version of Lex), Lex's hatred for Superman is partially jealousy, but mostly greed and ambition.

Lex Luthor is the man who has everything...and it isn't enough.

But if that's the case, why isn't Lex the villain of my movie? Easy answer: he's too smart for that shit. Yeah, maniacal laughter, ostentatious plots that lead to you as the perpetrator, a masterful crime with obvious fingerprints? Come on. Amateur hour. What does he look like, the Joker? No, no, no, Luthor is a behind-the-scenes villain. He'll fund villainy to get ahead in the world, but he won't be even a little obvious about it. Fact of the matter is, he should be Superman's worst enemy because Superman can't actually prove that Luthor is the villain. Clark Kent could be able to help uncover evidence, but it'd be extremely hard. Luthor should look squeaky clean to everybody, including Superman.

That doesn't mean, however, that Luthor won't be in the first film, or that he won't have something to do with the villains of the picture. In any case, he won't be the person who funds them directly. But indirectly? Absolutely. I will talk about those villains, I promise. But before I do that, I do want to go through some interpretations of Luthor. By now, you may have picked up on what I think makes the perfect Lex. In summary, those qualities are:

An unmatched intellect, above almost anybody else in this time, as well as the ability and propensity to invent scientific wonders

Money. So much goddamn money, and the power that comes from it.

Arrogance, and knowledge that only he can direct the world towards a proper path.

Hatred for anyone whom he perceives to be more powerful than him, in any way.

Power, and a hunger for more power.

And with that...

Lex Luthor: Adaptations

I'm not sure anybody's had as much fun as Gene Hackman had when playing Lex Luthor in the Reeves Superman films. And honestly, I have a lot of fun watching him. Taking a lot from the Golden Age version of the character, Luthor is a diabolical money-hungry supervillain with the arrogance to combat Superman's strength. He also uses Lex's favorite tool: Kryptonite. And he uses it pretty well, setting up a decent trap for Superman, while also being responsible for the temporary death of Lois Lane (in the first film). He also sides with General Zod and the Kryptonians, and creates the infamous Nuclear Man to take out Superman once and for all. Never works, but he always gives it the old college try.

More importantly, this Luthor is campy, but in a way that fits. Being arrogant, Lex shouldn't really care how he acts for people. However, I'd say that Lex has a public face, as well as a more diabolical private face and demeanor that people usually don't see. Like I said, Hackman has a really fun time with this role, and I really enjoy watching him. Not exactly my preferred version of the character, though.

Kevin Spacey takes over for Hackman in Superman Returns, and does a pretty OK job with it. Doesn't seem to take as much delight in being evil as Hackman did, but he definitely still enjoys himself. I honestly really enjoy this version of the character, and he takes the usage of Kryptonite to a much greater degree than any other version I've seen. He's in second place of the cinematic Luthors, that's for sure. And in dead fucking last...

Guuuuuuuuh, FUCK this version of Lex. Jesse Eisenberg's turn in Batman v. Superman: Dawn of Justice (STILL a dumb-ass name) is a very bad attempt to make a quirky, "millennial" version of Lex with a poorly-formed xenophobic motive to take out Superman. And the result is so bad, I blame it for helping destroy the DCU 5 years later. Eisenberg's Luthor, understand, is basically a take on the Gene Hackman Luthor...AGAIN. But in entirely the wrong universe and setting.

Is this Luthor threatening? No. He does threatening things, and he makes threats, but I'm never actually intimidated by him. Every time I see that stupid hair, all I can think of is "You want a Jolly Rancher?" or "Granny's peach tea." It's just silly. And maybe more importantly, he's not a smart man, he's just a homicidal maniac. Yeah, he manipulated both Superman and Batman into fighting each other; and yeah, he blows up a courtroom to frame Superman somehow; and yeah, he creates Doomsday (God, this is a shit movie), but none of these things logically should work. They rely only on the characters themselves being mind-numbingly stupid. And y'know, given that one of them is a DETECTIVE, I feel like that only worked because of bad writing. And, of course, it's obvious that it's Lex. That's why this is far more of a Hackman Luthor than anything else. Just doesn't work. Also, Eisenberg's acting is NOT good, for the record.

And yeah, I do like the Justice League after-credits scene with Luthor, hinting at the formation of the Injustice League. But that's a different story, and it's only a minute-long scene.

OK, before I get into my favorite Luthor, I wanted to highlight Jon Cryer in Supergirl and the Arrowverse shows. Because honestly, he plays a very interesting version of the character, and I would call him good! He plays off the xenophobic indignance and jealousy very well, and when he finally faces off against Superman in the crossover episodes, he's definitely effective. Cryer's Luthor really does seem like a megalomaniacal genius plotting against the Kryptonians at every waking moment of his life. I like it! And also, it's the first version I've ever seen with a beard, which is actually very interesting for some reason.

Where I struggle a bit with Cryer is that, while he's definitely a threat, he also looks like you could knock him over with a napkin. And it's true, I haven't seen all of his appearances, but he's definitely not physically threatening in any way. But you might be wondering why that's important. Well, let me point you to my favorite version of Lex Luthor. And this really shouldn't be a surprise.

Clancy Brown's decade-long take on the character in the DCAU is a marvel. Starting as a business man in Superman: The Animated Series, this Lex absolutely is a threat on first glance. Afraid of no one and superior to everyone, he goes toe-to-toe with Superman with no restraint, and constantly. Now, I mean that in terms of attitude, not physically, but he's also a powerhouse. See, Lex's arrogance, to me, should also extend to his appearance. If he really thinks he's better than everyone else, he should show it mentally and physically. In fact, in the comics, most versions of the character at least work out, with some versions doing a lot MORE than that.

But yes, this version of Lex begins as a well-built and threatening genius businessman. That all changes with Justice League. Despite mostly escaping the grasp of the law previously, this Luthor is allowed to dip into the true supervillain roots of the character, complete with Kryptonite-powered armor, supervillain organizations, and a life-threatening cancer caused by his constant exposure to a radioactive mineral! God, I love this version of Luthor so much.

And then, THEN, Justice League Unlimited comes along, and Lex is allowed to play BOTH roles. And this is where he hits his stride. Regaining his wealth and running for President throughout the series, he partners up with Brainiac in mind and body, then flees justice and joins the Legion of Doom. Eventually, he takes over and uses their resources to bring back Brainiac, only to kick off the events of the series finale. Lex Luthor in the DCAU is a versatile, plotting, intimidating bastard in the best possible ways, and I love him. There has not been a better version of this character.

...Oh, shit.

Michael Rosenbaum as Lex Luthor...Jesus Christ, how do I even start this? Rosenbaum's Lex Luthor is an insanely complicated character, who we as an audience watch skillfully descend into abject evil over the course of several seasons. He goes from being Clark's best friend to his bitterest enemy, taking his loved ones away from him, and plotting against him in every possible way. He goes from being a victim of his father's manipulations and machinations, to...well, spoilers for how that story ends, but it's bad. Lex Luthor makes you believe he can be good...even though you know that he'll become one of the biggest villains the world has ever seen.

I'm sure that if you looked, you'd see a fuckton of essays written about this version of Luthor on here, because it genuinely is very good. The only thing holding it back, I think, is the realistic nature of the CW shows. This Luthor is definitely more of a businessman, whose genius lies in his acumen and strategy more than the sciences. In fact, this version of Luthor is not a scientist, hiring others to do those jobs for him and punishing them when they fail. He's a brutal mastermind, but a somewhat incomplete version of the character. He's also not quite allowed the came pomp and circumstance that other versions are allowed, never really becoming a supervillain. And I think that's something Lex should be allowed to do. Still, this is an excellent version of the character, and one of the few that you'll actually find yourself caring about.

And with all of that said...what is my version of Luthor? Yeah, let's get to that before I start talking about the other good versions of the character, like this one.

My Lex Luthor

When the film starts, it's apparent that Luthor is a force in Metropolis, as he should be. His central facility, LexCorp, looms over the skyline from the distance, and you should never truly escape its shadow. LexCorp should be all over the city, but this should still be a pretty peaceful city. That's because Lex's influence shouldn't be felt near any form of criminality. In fact, Lex himself won't even be seen in this film until close to the very end. Superman will never think of him as a villain, or see his seedy connections. There are maybe some investigations focusing on Luthor, but nobody's really onto him. Part of that is because he's subtle, and part of it is because he sends a representative, Mercy Graves, to investigate and control any dialogue against him. To pursue legal action, of course. Of course.

Anyway, Luthor is always around the periphery in the first movie. But by the time we get to the theoretical third movie, he'll be going toe-to-toe with Superman, in person. That's right, I'm proposing a trilogy, and Luthor is the central villain throughout and at the end. See, while he's in his ivory tower, he is indeed hating Superman, and the power that he holds over him. And Luthor has only one thing to say in regards to those with power: surpass them or remove them. But first, he has to observe the limits to this power, as well as any weaknesses that there may be. And his strategy begins with stress-testing this "Superman", and making him a little more necessary than he was previously.

Through multiple connections, and without a paper trail, he steals the unpublished blueprints for a powerful prototype weapon from an unknown engineer (John Henry Irons) working for a subsidiary of a subsidiary of a subsidiary (Amertek), and manages to get these designs smuggled to a local gang leader (White Rabbit, AKA Angora Lapin) in the less-policed areas of Metropolis. The result of this act is perhaps the first fight we see in this theoretical movie, as Superman stops a conflict between this gang and another. And yes, I just threw in some Steel Easter eggs in there, but that';'s a story for a different occasion, obviously.

However, this even has a surprising consequence. See, these weapons almost have enough firepower to hurt even Superman, but the ordinance isn't quite enough to really hurt him. Still, the potential for these weapons is noticed by the true villains of the movie: Intergang. And promise I'll get more into Intergang in the next chapter, but for now, let's get back to why this matters to Lex. See, Intergang's also got some connections. And those connections are able to supply them with upgrades and new weapons, as well as one MAJOR new weapon. Again, more on that later. But the major thing these guys bring into this universe is Kryptonite. Had to come from somewhere.

And that, of course, gets the attention of one Lex Luthor.

When Intergang's head soldier goes head-to-head with Superman, he seriously hurts him. However, the damage he takes in the fight will require some upgrades, which will be supplied by Intergang's benefactors. After the final fight, Luthor will have observed the effects of Kryptonite on Superman, and will probably have some ideas of what to do with it. In some of the last scenes of the film, we'll see the recovered sample of Kryptonite secretly make its way into Luthor's hands, marking his first actual appearance in the film.

So, while Luthor does indeed have a connection to the villains, his main goal doesn't crystallize (pun intended) until these final moments. We learn about Lex and get a hint into his plans. And what are his plans? Simple: use Kryptonite to find new ways to take out Superman. Oh...and to make some friends along the way. And he takes that Kryptonite to Infinity Labs, a subsidiary of LexCorp and a direct competitor to S.T.A.R. Labs. There, they'll experiment with the Kryptonite. In the process, they'll find that its unique radioactive and chemical signature can be used to harm Superman...and for other purposes. In fact, Lex Luthor will use this to make his own group of superhumans, whom he'll call Infinity, Inc. But we'll get to this version of the Superman Revenge Squad in the next movie (and in a couple of chapters).

But for now, for this movie, Lex is a behind-the-scenes villain. When the second movie starts, Lex will be put front-and-center, as will his opinions of Superman. I'll admit that putting Lex in the second movie was a smart move on Snyder's part, even though the rest of the movie is a fucking garbage fire. But I digress. Next time, we'll FINALLY look at the villains of this film, which includes the dangerous Intergang, and their own private soldier: Metallo.

And they're gonna FUCK up Superman.

Index: Superman

Part I: Why I Love Superman

Part II: On Lois Lane

Part III: The Kents

Part IV: The 'Rents

Part V: The...Frendts?

Part VI: Lex Luthor

Part VII: The Real Villains

Part VIII: Superman's Rogues Gallery

Part IX: The Story - Act One

Part X: The Story (Acts Two and Three)

Part XI: The Story - Climax

Part XII: Epilogue (Part One)

Part XIII: Epilogue (Part Two)

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