#diana thank you sm for this

[arklay]

tagged by @faerune & @leviiackrman to do this uquiz for some ocs – thank you so much lovelies, i know i've been super inactive so i've missed a lot of things but i appreciate it! ♡

tagging: @avallachs @brujah @calenhads @chosolos @dameayliins @envergothash @leopardmuffinxo @maxthetruman @nocticulas @nokstella @pinkfey @risingsh0t @shellibisshe @swordcoasts @voerman @wrymbloods & anyone else who would like to do it, i have no idea who has or hasn't already! ♡

OCS AS TYPES OF SUFFERING.

— the giver.

your energy depletes as you hand it out to anyone passing by your basket. people walk by and take, but no one ever leaves. you're constantly running on low when people keep asking you to give. you'd give your soul away for free, and then what left do you have of yourself if you can't say no?

— yearning.

the pain in your chest bubbles knowing that what you want may never be yours. you're lost in a fantasy world, or consumed by what you wish were or had as opposed to what you do. it's hard to appreciate what's around you when you're appreciating the hope of what could be instead

— the taker.

your expectations are ones you can barely meet. you compare yourself to others, but with a hypocritical light. you'll never find what you're looking for if you're laying down half of what you receive. it stings to be given less than expectations you've set, but if they were more reasonable, do you think even then you'd be happy?

#tag games. #oc: dani #oc: diana #oc: reina #can uquiz results please stop being so brutal and accurate like they always hurt so much HUH #also i'm about to be unapologetically annoying but points to pinned post :] #there's also a newer edit in diana's tag hehe #again am really sorry for being so inactive and my tracked tag keeps breaking so i've missed so much stuff but i miss you guys sm #and just thank you lots for still tagging me in things i appreciate it so so much !! #forgot to put the link to the uquiz omg oops

[eliemo]

@brucyknight posted about their hcs for Bruce’s exes and asked me to do the same so !!!

We all know that I will take every opportunity to give Bruce the most angst and trauma that I possibly could so just a quick warning for mention of grooming/assault/abuse under the cut

So for a lot of my writing I headcanon Bruce as Harvey as sort of kind of exes. They were best friends growing up (Harvey was Bruce's only friend actually but that's beside the point) Harvey was a little older and a lot more sociable, and Bruce quickly developed a crush. They kissed once, when they were both still in school, but their relationship never went further than that, and they remained friends when Bruce came back to Gotham. Harvey meant a lot to Bruce, he really looked up to him, but their relationship started to decline after Harvey's accident. Harvey became dangerous, unpredictable and angry, lashing out at both Bruce and Dick, eventually becoming violent before he was taken to Arkham. Bruce knows its not his fault and he wants Two-Face to get help, but he still hasn't fully recovered from it.

Tw for abuse! Bruce was in a relationship with a reporter, they started dating the week of his 18th birthday when she was 24, and already an established writer. She’d been waiting for him to turn legal, her goal was to boost her career and reputation by dating the prince of Gotham. It worked in her favor, but she was absolutely horrible to him. She put him down constantly, berated him at events, dismissed his trauma, refused to adapt to any of his needs, brushed off his mental illness and refused to offer him any help he asked for when it came to his symptoms. It got violent later on, she started hitting him for every little thing. That, coupled with all the violence he started seeing at Batman, is the reason he has such a hard time with intimacy and finds it almost impossible to believe there’s anyone who wouldn’t want to hurt him. Bruce hid it from Alfred as best he could, but eventually Harvey helped him leave the relationship when it got to be too much. I have a lot written out for this relationship and a lot of details for the headcanon but I should probably save it for a separate post

I don’t see Selina as a toxic ex, or even really an ex at all. I think they were off and on, still are sometimes, but I don’t think they were ever anything concrete. They both struggle with attachment and commitment issues in different ways, and although Bruce really does love her, he knows they could never be something permanent. He was too scared to ever ask, still scarred from his last relationships by the time he met her.

I have so many mixed feelings about Talia. On one hand I think she’s an amazing character and Damian deserves a mom and Bruce deserves love but the comic where she drugs Bruce against his will because the League demanded an heir has always hit me hard and it really stuck with me, and it opened up so many opportunities for angst for both Bruce and Damian. I think Talia really scarred him, even if there was a possibility for something real and substantial between them before she betrayed him and took advantage of him. Bruce will never ever tell Damian any details, he doesn’t want his son to question Bruce’s love for him.

Bruce eventually gets together with Clark, and it’s the first time he’s ever really felt safe and secure with anyone like this, and it’s the first time a partner has ever been patient and understanding with his needs and his past. I also love the idea of Diana coming into the picture eventually, helping both of them feel secure, and understanding how hard it is for Bruce to open up to anyone and learn to trust and being just as patient and careful with him.

tldr I could talk about this for hours, Bruce deserves to be loved unconditionally and it took him longer than it ever should have to find that

#here it is ralu but can we elope anyway /lh #ily and ur blog sm thank you for prompting me to talk abt this #angst #bruce wayne #batman #dc comics #batfamily #abuse tw #clark kent #superman #harvey dent #diana prince #wonder woman #selina kyle #catwoman #writing #headcanons

[leviiackrman]

DONATION SKETCH No. 3

Thank you sm Leah!! || Diana - @arklay || Kofi Donations

#my art* #arklay #m.oc: diana wesker #misc: peeps ocs #kofi donations #donation sketches #digital art #digital illustration #thank you sm leah ily leah!!!

[faerune]

💤 🎂 🌹 🙈 🌌 📖 ☄️ 💗+ Diana!!!!

Do they fall asleep easily? What helps them sleep? Diana isn't usually able to fall asleep easy and she's usually running on little to no sleep. She just isn't able to get her mind to slow down enough for her to relax. Her friends learn if they need her at night, she most likely is already up and actually might welcome the company if she likes you. Diana doesn't really have much that helps her sleep regularly she just kind of...runs until she loses steam and falls asleep anywhere and everywhere lmao. I can see Robin or Steve tossing a blanket over her and them moving to another room so she can get some rest :')

When is their birthday? Do they like celebrating it? Diana's birthday is April 15th, 1967! Diana is not someone who really enjoys being the center of attention (for things that she doesn't actively pursue anyways) so she's not a huge fan of birthdays and if they're going to celebrate in needs to be a more chill, small gathering!

Do they like Valentines Day? Have they been confessed to before? Have they confessed to anyone before? Before Steve? Gross. Disgusting. Hates it. Mostly because she's never had someone really to celebrate it with! It 100% grows on her though because Steve is a Valentine's Day person and really just makes it a Big Event that she can't help but adore because he loves it so much. I think she's been confessed to on Valentine's Day before maybe once or twice (which...resulted in surprised laughter that was not meant to be mean but 100% was) but she's never confessed any crushes on that day!

What's a side of your OC that they don't want to show other people? The side that needs people. The Diana that wants connections and loves her friends and family. The needy, emotional side of her that wants love and acceptance. Being lower on the social totem pole for a lot of her life turned her so aloof so she can seem above it all and protect herself but that part of her still exists. Putting herself out there usually results in hurt. That attitude does more harm to her than she realizes. She's naturally a loner but that doesn't mean she doesn't need love and approval.

What was the inspiration behind your oc? What was the first thing you decided about them? My love for Joe Keery started all this okay but look where it took Diana! I knew I wanted someone who is totally Steve's opposite (surface wise) to pair him with because I absolutely love opposites attract ships. The first thing I decided about her was that she was super smart and wanted to get out of Hawkins!

Do they like reading? What's their favourite genre? Diana loves to read! She can read for hours and hours if she gets sucked into a book. Her favorite genre is Sci-Fi or Fantasy and she's a huge, huge fan of the Dune books. She gets Robin to read them and Robin gets through the first book but then the second book comes along and people start turning into worms and she's like AIGHT that's it for me.

What do people assume about them? Are they right? There are some really mean assumptions based on the fact that her father is Hawkins High's janitor stupid rumors like she smells like garbage, too poor for [x], etc. which are mostly entirely wrong (save for not being exactly comfortable financially growing up). People also assume she's arrogant and weird which...are both mostly right lmao

If they have a crush, is it noticable? What changes when they're in love? Answered here!

#thank you gabby!!!! i love her sm dont look at me #my little weirdo #asks #oc: diana

[sweetestberryofthebunch]

I think an anon sent this to me a while ago? It came in a pile of fics people were sending me all at once when I was sad. So tbh it could have been you but I offer you this https://archiveofourown.org/works/16726893/chapters/39233703

Oooh oh the synapsis already sounds so dann cute I’m hooked! Thank you for sending yet another unfinished fic, we just love to suffer huh <3

#/lh #thank you sm! #diana 👸s #trixya book club 😌

[starryylies]

Hi !!! Idk if you've done this already but can you do my angel boy Gaz and Ghost with a girl who love scary movies ??? I feel like they'd totally have the mentality of "I gotta comfort her when she's scared" but Gaz specifically flinches and I think Si would like "brace" if that makes sense like wincing his eyes. I dunno if you've done something like that but your emo story reminded me of me and it made me so happy I'm a metalhead and I was gonna ask for more but it was already in there and that just mad emy day ilysm already okay bye -🫀

Simon n Gaz watching a horror movie with s/o

HELLOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Again so sorry (I’m sorry for saying sorry sm) but like Omg I love this cuz I love horror smmmm!!! Insidious,suspiria,Bwp, conjuring you name it I love them omgggg.

So thank you so much for the awesome ask and I hope you enjoy it 🩷🩷🩷

Also I used the movies sinister and lights out for the references :))

SIMON-

♰ he thought watching the movie sinister will be fun cuz he thought he could protect you from the jumpscares

♰ he needs to be protected from the damn movie tho (okay this movie is fucked up tho and it’s totally normal to be scared)

♰in the beginning he thought it will be some poorly made movie with shit ass jumpscares but boy was he wrong

♰ when the scene of the family hanging themselves comes on he was taken aback and he lets out an audible wince shutting his eyes

♰ he genuinely finds the movie scary and gory, cannot help but find himself wince and shut his eyes whenever he thinks there will be a jumpscare

♰ as the movie progressed and the other tapes were revealed he just couldn’t take it anymore, his limit broke off when the mowing scene came

♰ but you seemed to be enjoying the movie, anticipating what the next scene will reveal

♰ he shut the tv before he could see further, it was too much for him

♰ “fuckin hell love this movie is a fuckin nightmare” he groans

♰ “noo It’s a well made film :( plus I enjoy a good scare ya know”

♰ god how could you be so chill with it, he can’t tell if he should admire you or keep his distance

♰dw he admires you :)

♰ keeps on ranting about how he’d never do such a stupid fucking thing

♰ says Ellison was a stupid fuckin idiot for getting his family there and curses him for the rest of the day

♰ asks you your opinion on the movie and who you think is recording the tapes

♰ ends up going on the net to see how the movie ends cuz he can’t let it go

♰when he finds out the ending he has an ‘aha’ moment.

♰ tries watching the movie again but ends up stopping in the beginning itself cuz he can’t handle it.

♰ probably doesn’t want kids after this movie

GAZ-

♰ Awh this poor guy just wanted to watch a scary movie with you to hold you when you’re scared but it kinda ends up being the opposite

♰ you both decide on watching lights out (I wanted to pick hereditary or mother but too much cuz I’m writing this at 3am)

♰ see lights out is a Pretty chill film but Diana is creepy as hell and sadly gaz became a victim to Diana’s jumpscares

♰ when she killed the dad gaz visibly flinched like on the edge of the sofa hoping the dad would survive

♰ but boom the bitch killed him :/

♰ felt really bad for the brother (Martin)

♰sympathised with him a lot by saying he’s a good kid and that he’s really strong.

♰ surprised on how you’re not getting scared or anything

♰ thinks that you have watched this film before

♰ gaz got shit scared during the scene where Rebecca and her boyfriend came and Diana creeped around them

♰ the end made him tear up just a lil :(

♰ you ended up comforting him holding him close cuz he felt bad about their mom

♰ thinks it’s adorable how you give lil facts about the movie from time to time though.

♰ cursed Diana for the rest of the day,

♰ if you take any medications, don’t worry you’ll never miss them now cuz gaz will make sure you eat yours on time

♰ keeps the bathroom and living room lights on that night

♰ will search for movies like lights out

♰ will never watch them though

♰ is proud that he got closer to you tho

♰ will definitely hold you the entirety of the movie

♰ will never have a horror movie date again tho

♰ but will watch a horror movie with you if you ask him cuz how can he say no to you :))

#cod mw2 #ghost mw2 #simon riley #simon x reader #tf141 #ghost simon riley #simon riley x reader #call of duty simon #simon fluff #simon ghost riley #ghost #simon ghost x reader #kyle gaz x reader #kyle gaz garrick #kyle x reader #gaz mw2 #kyle garrick #cod mwii #cod #tf 141 x reader #tf 141 #cod simon #cod gaz #domestic cod #cod simon riley #ghost cod #cod simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #simon riley call of duty #gaz garrick x reader

[aleksa-sims]

Simself Story

I went to the young woman behind the counter to ask her for help, bcs I got lost and needed a phone to call N. As I mentioned in the last part, it turned out, the young saleswoman was Damien’s twin sister, Diana. I met her already 2 years ago at a Christmas party. She was there with her brother & I accompanied N. at the time. That party was organized by their coach.

Anyway, Damien’s twinsister and some other girls, who were also there at this party with their boyfriends, were pretty mean to me. She called me fat & ugly or something. I just couldn’t handle things like that. I was/am very introverted and lacked self-confidence. Especially then, I struggled a lot with that! However N. got really pissed, so we went home. And well! Now....she didn’t remember me, which honestly wasn’t a surprise to me. I’m like a ghost to most people.

Diana: That's odd. I have no idea who you are?... Anyway, Twinnie’s friends, are my friends too. But apart from that, I'm glad to help.

Me: Twinnie? Are you really calling your brother Twinnie?

Diana: Don’t you know the Twinnnie ice cream? Green & orange? Damien and I were addicted to it as kids. He always got green, Kiwi, I got orange. We loved that ice-cream. Perfect for us Twins.

Me: Yeess, Twinnie-Ice cream! My sister and I also enjoyed sharing the Twinnie Ice-cream.

Diana: Cool! What's your name? But...is there something going on with you two?😏... And when & where did we meet?

Me: Christmas 2 years ago. I was Nico's gf. I met you and Damien there at their coach's christmas party. I'm Aleksandra. And I'm with N. here, not with your brother!

Diana: Really? You & N., huh?... I've heard of you, I think?... Anyway, gald to meet you Aleks. I remember being... trashed back then. I was........ difficult at the time. So yes, there’s a lot I don’t remember clearly.

Me: Hm, same!🫤 I mean, I don’t drink. I did.... something..... else. However, I understand all too well what you mean. Still, you were pretty mean to me that night. You were mocking me. You called me ugly & fat! 😒

Diana: What? Oh nooo! I'm so sorry, Aleks. Ugh, I was such a bitch, damn it! 🤦‍♀️ ... Those.... rich girls, you know? I wanted to fit in. I did and acted as they did, to make them like me. But they were all so fake. I-.... I didn't like myself anymore. That's why I-... anyway. I'm so sorry. You're not ugly. You're actually really pretty.

Me: I... didn’t expect, that! And I thought those girls would follow you and do what you say?.... Agh, who cares. I don't give a shit about them. But thank you for your nice apology. I'm glad you're not really a mean girl. Is that why you dated David, that loser?

Diana: Pls don’t mention David. My brother's gonna kill me....David broke his wrist and Nico’s nose. 😄

Me: WTF?... He broke N.'s nose?🤨

Diana: Yes! I was there. I saw it! Nico’s nose’s been a bit crooked, since that fight between him & David. Didn’t you notice that?... But well, Nico got what he deserved. He also hurt David pretty badly.

Me: But Nico’s nose looks as usual... Agh, let's not talk about the past.

Diana: Okay!... I'm gonna call Damien to tell him you're here.

Me: Thanks. 🙁

Diana: They’ll be there in 2 minutes! They’ve already been looking for you.

Me: That means, N. trusts me.🙂 He didn’t think I left without him.

Diana: Huh?... What happened to Stephanie? Since when did you and N. get back together? OH, shit! 🤦‍♀️Sorry! Do you even know Steph, that weirdo? 😬 👉👈

Me: Yea, she's truly a weirdo. 😜 Our whole.... lovestory, Nico and I, is... a bit tricky. I’m pregnant! It’s Nico’s Baby. And I love him sm. I really do! I always did and I think he feels the same, but Stephanie.... agh, I hope Stephanie finally leaves Nico and me alone, FOREVER! Her brother married Melanie. Nico's sister. So Stephanie will always be....... there somehow.

Diana: Holly shit, you're pregnant? I can’t imagine Nico with a Baby! He’s just like Damien. They.... only have their damn soccer in mind. Their lives are all about this one thing, they don’t care about anything else.

Me: Um.... I know, but N. doesn’t want his life to be....just about soccer. He never wanted that! He always tried to find a balance. And he never really talks to me about soccer. He doesn't want to. And ngl, I'm glad about that.

Diana: Maybe that’s why he likes you so much? You are his balance. But still, N. & a Baby??? Damn, I hope this works for you two.

Me: Yea, I'll.... do my best. 🤷‍♀️(😞)

Then suddenly Damien’s and Diana’s dog (Tinka) came running towards me. Their dog was so happy to see me. She got really excited. But why, I asked Diana? She was sure, Damien told her to look for me. So cute their dog. Her name's Tinka. 🤭 Who would name a dog that?... Diana used to be a Tinkabell fan. 🤣🤭

Just after Tinka, Damien & Nico also arrived. They both looked at me... sadly? They seemed so worried. I was kind of ashamed. 😞

Nico: You ok?

Me: Now, yes.... I'm so sorry. That was really stupid of me. I had no reception near Damien's house. I called Ana. A FaceTime Call. That’s why my battery went down so fast. My phone died. I even left my umbrella somewhere. I was totally confused. I was afraid you thought I went home without you.🙁

Nico: I was rather worried you might get a panic attack and be alone somewhere. I guessed you got lost. Everything looks the same here. Those small pathways, the houses....

Me: I just shouldn’t have moved from the main road leading to Damien’s house, then I would definitely have found back.

Nico: I'm glad you're ok. I’ve really imagined the worst scenarios. Looking for you, Damien & I saw 2 overtrunded trees near his house. You’ll see when we go back. We really thought something might have happened to you.

Me: Ugh, shit. I'm so sorry.... But... are we ok now?

Nico: Um.... let's go home. Now it's all fine.

He hugged me and we went back to the house. Nico seemed depressed. Something was not okay. I felt so bad about him. So I told him, I didn’t want to go home. I wanted to stay with him. But he just said I should rest a bit. I was so broken from last night. We slept some hours in Damien's bedroom. We were really just sleeping. Nothing happened between N & me. He was distant, he didn’t even kiss me or anything. Which is totally unusual and strange for him or us. Tbh... it worried me. I was insecure. That’s not how we both imagined our date.

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#ts4 #sims 4 #sims 4 story #myrlgameplay #rl story #simself

[smalls-words]

Fulfil Your Oath pt. 6

Summary: Diana vs Ares. What's the worst that can happen?

Pairings: Diana x Handmaiden!Reader, Steve x Diana, Diana x R x Wonder Men, Diana x Ares (half-siblings)

Warnings: Lots of blood, lots of explosions, lots of shouting and lots of angsty fluff :)

A/N: Ta-da! Idk how I feel about the ending but I still love it :)

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*not my gif*

Colour drained from Diana’s face. “You… No… Stop lying!”

“My dear, I don’t want to fight you. But if I must…” He gripped the lasso in both of his hands and a bolt of electricity shot Diana down whilst destroying the watchtower, appearing to those on the ground as a light blue supernova.

Diana rolled for a moment before she saw a trail of blood crossing in front of her. She reached out and touched it, a vision in her mind flashing of you and Ares fighting before he stabbed you in the chest.

Wind picked up, under Ares’s control and the base alarms began to sound as Diana stood. Her eyes followed the trail of blood that led to a small hangar, but she was stopped by a swirling piece of wood from the watchtower.

Inside, you lay as still as possible, trying to get your breathing under control whilst you bled. Your hands were tied with metal poles whilst you were gagged with a cloth and chain wrapped around your head.

At the sound of familiar footsteps, you kicked over a box of empty shells, alerting Chief and Sameer to your presence. They observed your breaking body in disbelief, but helped you up onto your legs before Chief undid your gag.

“Ares. Ares is here, Ares is Sir Patrick!” You told them, making them look at each other in shock.

“I need to find Diana, I need to protect her.” 

“Neither of us are strong enough to untie you, Y/N.” Sameer sighed. “It’s like handcuffs, but with no keyhole.”

You looked at Chief and he shook his head too. “I’m sorry.”

“Chief, I felt it. I felt it up there, with Diana. Please, let me hear your thoughts. If I am to die tonight, I need to know.” You begged.

He hesitated at first, but then surrendered to your pout. “I believe you are the child of Aphrodite. Your love knows no bounds, your will neither. You could control this entire army base if you so desired.”

You looked down, contemplating his words as Ares’s seemed to match them. *But I knew that if only you could see what the other gods could not, then you would join me, and with our powers combined, we could finally end all the pain, all the suffering, the destruction they bring. And we could return this world to the paradise it was before them.*

You looked back at Chief before wincing, your armour still stained red. “I need two things from you: I need to get a connection to the base’s alarms and I need to be patched up.”

Despite your persistence, Chief’s healing herbs could only do so much. You thanked him anyway and wrapped a bandage underneath your armour before cleaning it, wanting to appear strong to both your enemy and your love.

Sameer found a control room and let you and Chief stand in it, your sight set on the microphone connected to the speakers. “You said I could control this entire army base if I desired.”

“Yes.” He replied simply.

You took a deep breath and pressed on the red button, the alarms stopping for a moment. “Um… Attention all soldiers, this base is now under attack. You need to leave.”

You lifted your finger and shrugged at Chief, but a bullet grazing past your cheek had you put it back on. 

Deep breaths, Y/N.

Chief watched as your eyes seemed to sparkle with an iridescent lighting, turning around and putting earplugs in just to be safe - he hoped Sameer had given the others to Steve and Charlie.

“Soldiers, gather in the hangars without weapons. Be quiet. Be still. Your Goddess commands you.”

You stepped back, your eyes returning to normal before you looked at Chief; a wide grin grew on his face as he pointed outside. The gunman that had shot you instantly dropped his weapon and made his way to the nearest hangar.

“Now to find Diana.” You declared with a smile.

“Go get her.” Chief nodded, giving you a hug before you sped out of the small room.

A thundering boom rang over the base and you watched Diana fall into the ground. You sped to her side, watching her eyes come back into focus before you answered her silent question with a nod.

You stood, standing in front of her, watching Ares form armour from the melting metal around him. A hand on your shoulder alarmed you, but when you turned you were faced with Steve.

“I have to go.” He muttered, pointing to the plane.

You nodded. “Go. Your sacrifice will not be in vain. I will make sure of it.” 

He nodded, gulping down his worries. “Look after her. She’ll need someone on the other side of this.”

“I’ve been looking after her for the better half of my life, Steve. But from today… I get to do it slightly differently.”

He nodded again, facing Diana this time. You didn’t listen to his proclamation of love because Ares crept closer and closer, summoning metal shards to create swords. Just as Steve launched himself onto the plane, you lifted your plated forearms to block Ares’s attack.

“What kind of god are you going to be, Y/N?! Desire?! Lust?! Fornication?!” He delved into your skin, making you angry.

You kicked him hard in the chestplate and he dug his hands into the tarmac, looking at you through the Y-shaped gap in his helm with a blazing anger. He stood easily, a smug tone to his movements before he whipped a chain around your leg, throwing you into a car.

“You will help me destroy them, Diana… or she will die.” He declared, glaring at your princess.

She tackled him and they soared above onto the top of a hangar, looking towards familiar shouts as another hangar went up in flames. You spotted the huge chunks of shrapnel flying towards Chief, Charlie and Sameer, the three too dazed to see it coming.

You caught it easily in your grasp, throwing it to the side before your heavy breathing alerted Chief. “Your wound is holding you back, Y/N. You need to conserve your energy.”

You puffed out a sigh of annoyance, looking down at your wound.

“Y/N?!” Diana called out for you as she stood alone on the hangar roof.

Your eyes widened. “Princess, look out!”

She turned around only for her throat to be in Ares’s hand as they soared into the air before he threw her against a tank, the wheel links ripped out from underneath to wrap around the princess. He slammed her down into the ground, winding her easily whilst he watched you speed to her side.

“Diana, breathe. Come on, push it out and then breathe.” You held her head, sighing slightly when she breathed in.

The links compressed against her body before her arm broke free, but it was not enough. 

“Y/N!” She yelled out worriedly as you were swept away into Ares’s grasp, a small yet thick piece of metal from the tank links tightening quickly around your throat.

“Di… ana…” You choked out, reaching for her but you needed the air, using all of the strength you had to push against the metal.

Ares grinned down at you. “It is futile to imagine you can win.” 

He turned to look at Diana, struggling to breathe as the links compressed her even more. “Give up, Diana. It’s time to choose. Your life… or hers.”

DIana watched you try to keep your eyes open, your fingers bleeding against the metal as it cut through your skin to choke you. 

You watched her try to speak, her chest cracking under the pressure of the tightening links like a boa constrictor. 

You gave her a small smile as tears pricked your eyes. “I’ll swim and sail… on savage seas… with ne’er a fear of… drowning.”

Her eyes widened at your swan song, listening to every note and change in pitch. 

“And gladly ride… the waves o-of life… if you would mar-ry me…” You coughed, taking a huge gasp for air.

“No scorching sun nor freezing cold… could stop me on my j-ourney…” Your voice cracked as you looked towards the princess, an idea coming to your mind as your final breath came.

“Because you now have my heart… and I’ll love you for eternity…” 

Your hands grew limp against your neck and your eyes fluttered closed, your body shuffling to the ground in an unconscious state. 

“NOOO!” Diana roared in agony, power surging through her body as she ripped herself out of the metal links.

A shockwave of explosive proportions passed over the German base as she came to your side, ripped off what now looked like a metal collar cinched into your throat, and checked your pulse.

She couldn’t find it.

Her head turned to face the soldiers, who’d now been freed from your power, and charged them as they shot at her. She deflected bullets back onto themselves, punched through skulls, snapped guns in half before her speed knocked them back with her own sonic boom. 

“Yes, Diana! Take them all! Finally, you see.” Ares smiled gleefully. 

“Look at this world. Mankind did this, not me. They are ugly, filled with hatred, weak, just like your handmaiden. Gone, and left you nothing. And for what? Pathetic!”

Diana tackled him to the ground and punched at his helm, stunning him for a moment before he kicked her off into the same tank that had crushed her, killed you. 

Ares ripped open a car from behind and out tumbled Dr. Maru, rolling with the wind under Ares’s control before she came to Diana’s feet. 

“Look at her and tell me I am wrong.” He chuckled, manipulating the wind to expose the poisoned and rotting skin beneath her mask.

“She is the perfect example of these humans and unworthy of your sympathy in every way. Destroy her, Diana. You know that she deserves it. They all do.”

Diana dug her hand into the wheels of the tank and lifted it above her head, watching the fear fall into Maru’s eyes as she shuffled away from the princess. 

“DO IT!” Ares bellowed.

*Diana… don’t.*

Her head turned to see you shuffling along the ground, leaning on your elbow before it collapsed from your weakened body. Blood trailed down your neck from the metal collar and down your leg from your reopened stomach wound.

But you were alive.

*Don’t do it. Diana, despite our short time here, we have seen what humanity is, what it always has been. Yes, it can be destructive, hating and weak, but they can be creative, loving, strong.*

“They will wreak havoc upon this world, Diana, unless you help me stop them!” Ares roared.

Diana’s eyes fell to Maru, hatred building within her again as she strengthened her hold on the tank.

*Look at me, my love.*

She did, with a shock in her eyes. *What?*

*You are my princess, my love, my Diana. Don’t do it, because if you do, you will be no better than Ares. This is not how it should be.* 

Her mind absorbed your words, letting them ring like church bells. You smiled to yourself as you watched her armour begin to glow, a smile forming on her lips. 

“You’re wrong about them.” She looked at Ares, a frown upon his features.

She threw the tank to the side, letting Maru run free. Her feet led her to you, standing in front of you before she walked towards Ares. “They’re everything you say, but so much more.”

“Lies!” Ares scowled, forming blades of metal shards in the air that launched towards her. 

You did not fear for her life. You trusted her with it.

The shield created by the crossing of her bracelets disintegrated the blades, almost stopping time as Ares hovered in the air before she threw out her wrists and launched him backwards, his helm removing on impact with a car.

“They. Do not. Deserve. Your protection!” Ares hollered, summoning a bolt of lightning to his grip.

Diana simply caught it in her bracelets, some of it bouncing onto a nearby car.

She smiled at the power her bracelets now contained, the crackling energy wrapping around her forearms and tickling her skin. “It’s not about deserve. It’s about what you believe.”

She turned her head to look at your dishevelled form, still smiling at her all the while.

“And I believe in love.” She smirked as you thanked her with a bow of your head.

“THEN I WILL DESTROY YOU!” Ares howled as he summoned more lightning to his body, his metal armour catching almost sixteen lightning bolts. 

He threw it all at Diana, but her crossed bracelets absorbed the concussive power and diverted it to her body armour, a loving smile across her lips before she turned to Ares.

“Goodbye, brother.” She promised, taking a leap and bound to hover in the air before she crossed her bracelets.

The lightning ripped through Ares’s chest, making you cover your eyes from the sheer brightness of the explosion. 

——————————\\//\\//——————————

As the shaking of the ground began to fade, you removed your shielding hand to see a huge crater in the runway of the base. You watched patiently as Diana hovered down, her boots clanking against the tarmac before rhythmically walking to you.

You looked up at her as she knelt next to you quietly, moving your back ever so gently into her arms. Her thumb caressed across your cheek as her fingers lay against your jaw in a practised motion. “Are you okay?” 

You nodded softly, pressing your hand against her armour. *With you, I always will be.*

Her forehead fell onto yours and she swooned at your warmth beneath her touch. “I love you, Y/N.” 

*And I love you, Diana.* You crooned, her eyes falling to your lips before rising back to your eyes.

“May I kiss you?”

Air chuckled out of your nose, tickling her lips which she then wet with her tongue. *You may.* 

She sealed her exhaling breath against your lips, a deep hum reverberating through her chest. Her soul filled with peace, her heart with love, and her mind with you. She gently pulled away when she felt your chest start to shake, concern filling her eyes as you coughed hoarsely.

“I’ve got you, I’ve got you.” She murmured, noticing how bloodied and beaten you were.

She picked you up in her arms and found a blanket within a nearby car, wrapping you up in its warmth. The sound of shuffling boots had your attention, your smile brightening at the sight of your friends.

“You don’t look so good.” Sameer teased.

“Are ya kidding? She looks like she’s been through hell and back!” Charlie exclaimed, making you chuckle.

“Her throat is damaged.” Chief pointed out to the three men, watching you nod.

“She says she’ll need a few days.” Diana spoke for you.

“You need it.” Charlie smirked.

The men helped you and Diana back over the hill towards the horses, all of them a bit skittish until Diana and you calmed them. She didn’t let you ride Pepper, encasing you in front of her with the blanket securely tied around you, preserving your warmth.

“How are you feeling?” She asked softly by your shoulder, resting her chin on it.

*Tired. But I'm happy.* You replied shortly, leaning back into her.

“I’m glad you are, my love.” She kissed your cheek.

You looked towards the lonesome motorbike that stood still on the hill, a fire burning a patch of grass around it. You’d never admired Steve, but his sacrifice had saved the world - he’d earned your respect as a soldier.

——————————\\//\\//——————————

Three Weeks Later…

*DIANA!* You called out as you jolted awake in your bed, pain shooting through your body before a hand came to your chest.

“I’m here, Y/N.” She murmured, a thin layer of sweat soaking parts of your sleeveless shirt.

She immediately pulled you into her arms and let you sob. Your dream was nothing of the sort - nightmares fuelled with Ares taking her away or torturing her in front of you, Steve keeping her as his own. 

Your sobs were also painful to hear, your throat still mending itself ever so slowly. “I-I thought I lost you.” You croaked.

“You’ll never lose me, darling.” She replied, planting a few kisses on your cheek as she took away the tears.

“I’ve got you and I’m not letting you go.” 

You nodded silently; her assuring words were the only thing that calmed you down lately. 

You were thankful for Etta, who insisted you called her that now, as she had helped set up this little farmhouse. There were many animals to look after, some including Pepper and Honey - Diana’s horse - whilst cattle roamed the fields around.

Celebrations after the war ending in a surrender from Germany were held, and still being held in the main cities of the world. Many drunkards could be seen tottling along the roads at night, whilst young lovers and married couples were reunited over and over again.

“How are your stitches? Don’t tell me you’ve ripped them again.” Diana warned playfully as she sat up, the dark hours of the night not helping her see.

But instead, she felt along your stomach and smiled when she felt none had ripped, but there was a little bit of blood that escaped from your scabs. “Come on.” 

She guided your tired form to the bathroom, the lights like a blinding flash to your eyes when they came on quickly. “Mmmm.” You grumbled, but Diana simply chuckled and led you to sit on the countertop.

She lifted your stained shirt over your shoulders and threw it in the garbage along with much bloodier shirts and even some pants. She cleaned up your skin before moving to leave, your hand catching her wrist.

“Don’t gooo.” You groaned, but she placed a gentle kiss to your glabella before descending into the dark bedroom.

She came back with a fresh green shirt of her own, watching it slink over your body as two sizes too big. She pulled you away from the wall and supported you via her strong arms holding your lower back, her forehead pressed against yours.

“What happened in your nightmare, my love?” She asked softly, not wanting to trod on your boundaries.

“I didn’t have you.” You sighed, leaning into her palm against your cheek.

She caressed your skin before placing feather-light kisses all over your face, making a few croaking giggles escape your throat. She then wrapped you in her arms, an embrace you always gave her when she came home from working in the museum. 

“You’ll always have me. You have my heart, Y/N.” She murmured against your neck.

You hummed at her words, nuzzling into her warmth with a satisfied sigh. She chuckled softly before pulling your hips to the edge of the counter, lifting you by your thighs to lie you down in the king-sized bed.

“I love you, Y/N.” She spoke whilst wrapping the sheets tightly around you, pulling you even closer to her.

“I love you more, Diana.” You kissed the skin of her collarbone whilst snuggling against her, closing your eyes to be led into sandman’s realm.

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Taglist: @frog-bread , @blackcatlogy , @mutlifandomloverblog :)

#smalls words #diana prince angst #diana prince fluff #diana prince x fem!reader #diana prince x reader #diana prince #wonder woman angst #wonder woman fluff #wonder woman x fem!reader #wonder woman x reader

[getshimback]

funniest mutual(s)

nicest mutual(s)

a mutual that reminds you of a taylor song

has the best tags on their post

has pretty colors. 

has the most aesthetic blog

favourite blog(s) 

has a great url

a mutual you would date (can be like platonic love doesn't have to be romantic xx)

WAIT IVE ALWAYS WANTED TO DO ONE OF THESE THANK YOU SM FOR SENDING THIS ANON

funniest mutual: all my mutuals are hilarious let’s be real. but talia @kingofmylastkiss and bee @thegoosewitch have made me laugh out loud multiple times when i see them on my dash 😭

nicest mutual: again literally all of them. but @halucynator and @bodybetters are actual angels!!

a mutual that reminds you of a taylor song: obviously olive for dwoht @tiwtdafs

has the best tags on their posts: diana’s tags are always so iconic @shesdevotion

has pretty colors: @moonlightt444 we literally just became mutuals but i’m not kidding when i say i could stare at your theme all day

has the most aesthetic blog: @cyberccx ver you give major it girl vibes

favorite blogs: @isitovrnow @shesdevotion @tiwtdafs @kingofmylastkiss @jewelledmoths @cathinthealps and literally everyone else ilysm

has a great url: @goodriddancedeluxe its so iconic

a mutual you would date: i’m actually in love with all of you so yeah

#mutuals

[just-some-random-blogger]

Hey I wanted to ask you if you also write for the actor Tom Sturridge.

If so, could you write a Tom x british princess reader story in wich the princess is born the last child of Diana bevor she died and is a really fascinating person. Like she is very serious about er work and duty but is a really funny and sarcastic person outside of it and makes fun with the queen and her brothers.

Could you pleeeaaase write that for me my love?❤️

Wild Child

Tom Sturridge x Princess!Reader

Summary: There was a reason why you were called the wild child, and one particular man was going to find out for himself during his time volunteering at a nonprofit.

Word Count: 1k+

Warnings: British Princess!reader, reader is blonde cause duh her mom is princess Diana, fluff, typos, etc.

A/N: this is such a wild request. peak delusion i think. and i am so here for it HAHAHH PLEASE I AM SO A PRINCESS AND DIANA IS, LIKE, MY MOM FR T_T I LOVE HER SM HAHAHAAH i just like i cant believe im writing this aHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH it's such a niche request HAHAAHAH idk why but writing about the royal family made me apprehensive lol HAHAHH IDK ITS SO CRINGY TO WRITE FOR ME TO ADD THEM so i decided forGET THEM IMMA DO A FREESTYLE I REALLY HOPE YOU LIKE IT MY LOVE I LOVE YOU SO MUCH THANK YOU FOR THE REQ IT WAS SO WILD AND FUN THAT I EVEN MADE THIS HEADER LOL ig im still tagging @pinksirensong because of course i must that was our deal

I spit out blonde strands of my hair when it flies into my mouth. I release a huff as I bend down and pick up a box from the pile which was unloaded from the truck. I then head back inside the place, watching my step as I went.

"Oh, my dear, you didn't have to!" one of the head organizers calls out to me from across the room, interrupting the instruction she was giving to the rest of the volunteers.

I shoot her a lopsided smile, "are you calling me weak, young lady?"

The grey haired woman named Berta laughs as I make my way to the back. She calls out, "not at all, princess!"

Berta, and the two people she had been instructing, watch me go to the back. One of the two whispers to the other, "ya know she's actually the princess, as in the literal princess of the country."

Gasp, "wait, really? I was gonna say she looks so much like the princess!"

"Yeah, she does cause she is the princess! She volunteers here often."

"Hush you two," Berta chides, "enough gossip!"

I release a breath and roll my shoulders back when I put the heavy box down. I take a moment to stretch and then head to the door to repeat the process. That was until someone walked in, grunting, carrying two boxes in their arms.

"Hey, you need some help there?" I say walking over.

I see blue eyes and dark hair peek from behind the brown object. I offer him a smile and move to get one of the boxes from him.

"It's alright, I've got it," he calls as I move to take one from him.

I give him a quick nod and instead watch him as he puts the boxes down.

When he straightens up, he huffs and turns to me, in time to see my smirk before I speak, "an impressive feat, considering the weight of those boxes, superman."

He catches his breath and returns my expression, exaggeratedly biting his lower lip as he grips one of his biceps, "these guns are no joke."

I snort and raise a hand, "lucky for me, I know how to disassemble artillery."

He pulls his head back, lips still curved up into a smile, "wait, really?"

I nod with a brow quirked, "quicker than you can say Worcestershire."

We share a chuckle because of my words. I then extend my hand to him, saying my name in introduction. He obliges, taking my hand, telling me his name is Tom.

"Do you volunteer here often?" he asks after we withdrawing hands.

I hum and narrow my eyes, "I'd say alternatively would be more appropriate."

"Ah."

"And you?"

"I think, is the third time I've come back here."

I nod, motioning to the door, silently leading us out. I turn to him as I say a quick thank you when opens the door, "is there any particular reason you've come back?"

"Honestly, the people here are kind and I've grown to love the company of the elderly chaps I've met."

I match the smile on his face as we make our way outside to get the rest of the boxes. "Yeah, I'd say the same reasons have drawn me back to this place as well."

"Oh, good," someone calls just before we could exit, making Tom and I turn to the speaker. It was Berta, "you're both here. We need help giving the seniors grub. I'd love it if both my prettiest volunteers gave out the food so they wouldn't be so cranky."

Tom and I chuckle, catching each other's gaze along the way.

"Come on, lovies," she beckons, waving her hands, "I've got enough people on the job for the boxes."

When she walks off, I turn to Tom, who raises a hand, "after you."

I give him a nod and a soft smile as I trail after Berta.

Once we get to the cafeteria, it was apparent they really did need help giving out food, for not only were there many old ladies and gentlemen queued up impatiently, there were very apparent individuals giving the poor youth volunteers a hard time over the food.

Berta gives an exasperated gasp.

I place a hand on her shoulder as I watch the scene that was stressing her out, "I've got it," I mutter, walking over to the elderly gentleman and the young lady he was scolding.

Berta watches the scene play out, as does Tom behind her. Tom cannot help but chuckle at the exaggerated expressions and the big smile that replaces the loud remarks that was being thrown.

Berta lets out a sigh as he watched the periodically difficult man walk off happily, "that girl is truly a gem."

Tom nods, humming softly.

"Come along now, love, the food is not going to serve itself."

After disarming the intense argument, I release a sigh and find my way to the food stall, smiling at Tom who was there, blushing at the compliments the elderly ladies were giving him.

"Quite a popular fellow, aren't you," I tease, coming up to his side, as I ask the next person in line what they wanted to eat.

Tom smiles at the lady that tells him he's got gorgeous blue eyes. I chuckle to myself upon hearing it. He turns to me as he grabs an empty plate, "not nearly as popular as you though. You're clearly a fan favorite. Everyone has been asking me about you."

"Hmm, and what have you been saying?"

His lips curve, "that I have but only met the princess today myself, but I am sure she is as brilliant as they have been describing."

I playfully roll my eyes at him, just as a woman greets me by name and title. I match her small curtsy with a nod, as she then begins to trail off about how much she loved my mother, "I remember watching her wedding in '81. Oh, the princess was such a beauty, and you my dear, are the spitting image of her."

I offer her a smile, "that is truly such a compliment. I do try to be more like her everyday."

She sighs, "such a shame. She was gone too soon."

I nod, "yes. Yes, she was."

After that conversation, I the air between Tom and I became a bit rigid. I couldn't blame him. The topic usually elicits that type of reaction. I work on breaking the ice then.

"Tell me, Tom," I say, once we served the last of the people in line. I lean on the food cart as I turn to the taller man.

He nods and peers down on me, brushing off his sleeves along the way.

"Are you one of the very few people on earth that don't like Princess Diana?"

He chokes on his spit.

I snort, "I mean," I raise my hand in surrender, "I do recall how she kept me from eating chocolates to my hearts content, and I say, I still have a bit of resentment in me over that, even after all these years."

Tom breaks into a fit of laughs. It is enough to break his tension.

I join him with much softer laughter before adding, "or perhaps you're just upset you didn't manage to snag a roll in one of the many biographical shows about my family being produced."

Tom snorts again, pressing his lips tightly.

"I have the ladies over there to thank for the information of you being an actor," I tilt my head to the right.

He gathers himself and allows his chuckles to die down a little before continuing. Tom withholds his laughter as he jokes, "I'm actually rather upset over the fact you haven't seen my work."

I match his sarcastic expression with a sigh, "unfortunately, my time watching on the telly is quite limited. I don't have room for bad acting."

Tom hollers, gripping his chest as he throws his head back in laughter, "ok, now that hurts!"

I shrug, pouting as I pat his shoulder, "the truth hurts."

Before Tom could rebut, I hear my name get called by a woman. I pull away from Tom and spot Lizzie. She was, quite frankly, my biggest fan in the place. I wave to her as she does me. Soon enough, she is beckoning me over.

I nod as I smile at her, turning to Tom after, "duty calls."

"I'll be here waiting," he offers, "you've got this, your grace."

I raise a brow at him as I walk off, "it's your royal highness to you."

#tom sturridge #tom sturridge fanfic #tom sturridge fluff #tom sturridge fanfiction #the sandman fanfic #royalty au #princess fanfic #dream of the endless fanfic #rpf fanfic #the sandman fluff #dream of the endless fluff #tom sturridge x reader #tom sturridge x princess!reader #tom sturridge x british royal!reader

[kiyterra]

Okay bestie gonna ask this here cause i don't wanna flood your dash with my dc shenanigans but - in my humble opinion robert pattinson served twunk, what are the opinions on smol/short bruce and tall ass children????

(Also this is just a curiosity of mine and so sorry if it sounds pressuring but what post did you think to make art for??)

ok SO-

first off youre so right battinson is 100% twunk its literally right there in his entire build and batsuit design (which i ADORE SM) down to the high collar and armored six pack but also the littol ears and thigh holsters dksjahk

my default bruce is like a mix of comics and wfa version of him cause i do very much adore soft tired dad family man bruce but also i love to see him go absolutely insane batman-ing and be the one to say "excuse me, he asked for no pickles" (but like so politely, cause you know that comic where a garbage man asks him "you say thank you to your garbage guy?" and bruce goes "if i see him" and then my heart explodes? anyway-) for clark when they go out to eat-

so i believe that in comparison to like. the general populace he is above average height, like 6' at least. he is a tall man and he bumps his head in the supermarket aisles. BUT i also ABSOLUTELY STAN short king bruce relative to his family and friends- like. he already has to deal with diana and clark having a few inches on him (they WILL float just to annoy him, i know they would-) but then one day he goes home and passes by dick in the hallway and notices that his baby is only maybe an inch or less shorter and he's like. "oh god" but then on patrol he notices he has to look up to see the top of red hood's helmet and he's like. "OH GOD" and i am also a big fucking believer in damian growing to become taller than bruce- baby maybe up to bruce's chin goes to college and when he comes back bruce is eye level w his son's nose and he's just going "N O"

his chief thought is "i cant keep them safe in my cape anymore, i won't be able to hide them from the cameras anymore, if i stand in front of a bullet for them there's a chance it'll get past me oh god" and when he like. mentions this everyone just wants to strangle him cause 'THATS NOT THE POINT"

#holy fuck im so sorry this got out of hand #look what you did jkadhskajH #i am so sorry- you asked like one question and i RAMBLED #i just. never had anyone to ramble to abt batfam before so just THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME <33 #also abt that art....im not 100% sure yet but on god its going to be batfam w their dumb 'needs to practice more self care' dad #i really adore your post abt civilian bruce w vigilante sons tho so i relly want to do that i think #hope thats ok hehe <333 #dc #asks

[iholli]

I would absolutely love to hear about your faves 👀 Tell me everything you know 👀👀👀👀

AAAAAAVUYCDTIGCTUGCH YOU'RE A GEM THANK U FOR THIS 😭😭😭💚

this is super long bc I'm Completely Normal abt J'onn lmao whoops 😂

omfg where do I start. FIRST THINGS FIRST. HE. MY BELOVED. J'onn J'onzz, the Martian Manhunter, my favorite favorite of all time. no really it's coming up on 8 years and I still love him sm 😭 my one braincell may wander off to new fixations but I always circle back around to him sooner or later.

I have like 4747058 images of him ofc but these are SO good bc they tell a lot about him ??? he's cute, he's silly, he's dramatic, he's sassy, he's the heart of the Justice League twenty times over despite DC refusing to give him any time to shine (I'm going to fight them with my bare hands for that).

I've never posted this but it's been in my drafts for ever so I'll throw it in here 😂 I have so many thoughts about him omg

ALSO I have a whole thing analyzing J'onn's moral compass & development through Justice League Animated, Unlimited, and some of the comics a while back so there's tHAT WHICH,,, was super good imo 👏

uuuuughghghghh I could talk about him forever 😭💚

When it comes to people Superman wouldn't want to fight, J'onn is top of that list, that's canon. He's OP as FUCK. He has most if not all Clark's powers, shapeshifting, intangibility, invisibility, phasing, telepathy, seriously his powers seem to never end ??? But he's terribly underutilized :") like I get it but come on DC,,,

J'onn is addicted to Oreos. no, really. in MM 98 issue 24 Blue Beetle and Booster Gold have this Super Funny Idea to hide all the Oreos from J'onn, and you gotta applaud the dedication to the prank bc they literally went out and bought ALL the Oreos from the ENTIRE vicinity of the JL Embassy building. J'onn proceeds to Hulk out and tear up half the city chasing them for it. It's revealed by Batman that Martians can get addicted to Oreos. At the end of the issue it turns out this is just a story J'onn is telling Diana but... he winks and asks if she's got any cookies, so it's up for debate if it's really just a story [I think there's some truth to it. bc it's very funny.]. And the Oreo thing comes up many times in many places including JLTAS 😂

He also likes sweet things in general !! he canonically drinks coffee with a TON of sugary shit to take off the bitter taste. I also made the hc that was the case for him just days before reading it in MM Identity and I'm very real for that 👏

J'onn is a cat person. One of his aliases is even an Italian street cat named Tommaso. And he has an orange cat named Double Stuff,,, of course 😂

however,,, he's totally a dragon nerd, he knows everything about dragons, he likes reptiles in general but dragons are his fav. He shapeshifts into draconic creatures all the time and he talks many times abt a specific species of moon nesting dragon called quonars. He also telepathically connected with an iguana once and it was a wholesome experience 🥺

J'onn lives in Colorado, in a suburb named Middleton, which is actually the name of a real ghost town! it's interesting that Denver is his preferred climate bc you can assume Mars was similar 👀

He is THE sass master. He goes toe to toe with Batman constantly. One of these days I'll just make a list of every sassy line he delivers in JLTAS but I think that would be a whole book by itself. There's a video of sassy moments from Batman: The Brave and the Bold that I watch 400 times a week. One of my favorite comic sass moments is when Batman expresses his annoyance at J'onn for leaving on the middle of an important meeting, which J'onn happily counters with a "you're so right, it would look bad on the League if someone just vanished at random all the time, huh Batman :)." he then also takes a crack at Bruce's lack of people skills. iconic.

He's also a silly little guy. The Batman 2007? J'onn OWNS the noir detective role, down to the cheesy old fashioned music. He also has like, a whole list of quotes he's just waiting to use when the time is right. He waited years to say "You're probably wondering why I've called you all here today." love him fr

J'onn is canonically kind of an adrenaline junkie. He loves driving, particularly an 87 Chevy Impala which he affectionately says "vibrates like a Chihuahua with a head cold." He once physically linked with an entire damaged spaceship to steer it out of danger and got carried away bc he was just having fun. He also said it was similar to the video games he plays with GL-- so he's canonically a gamer, too 😂👏

I 100% believe he's got anxiety or at LEAST separation anxiety [and that may be the case for the entire Martian race]. I already thought as much but then JLU issue 24 kinda confirmed it and it was devastating :") the League is taken over by Starro, J'onn is the only one who dodges the attack and he's left to fight his teammates which. is already awful for him. and it triggers flashbacks to a time on Mars when he was separated from his family in a nasty sandstorm. J'onn went pretty much feral with panic until he broke down and then forced himself to calm down enough to think of a plan. Meanwhile back with the League he's frantically trying not to panic again bc, while fire is a Martian's greatest weakness, "being alone is a Martian's greatest fear." I cried the whole time I read that issue and then I bought a copy LMAO. can DC stop putting him through the PTSD wringer for five seconds thanks

One short comic run J'onn spends the whole time being chased by the Martian god of fire, H'ronmeer, bc it turns out he was psychically keeping the souls of the entire Martian population tethered to the mortal realm. he's super powerful and HE'S GOING THROUGH IT. ALL THE TIME.

I don't have the context for either happenstance at this time, but J'onn has been both a Black and a White Lantern in comics. I have no idea what any of it means, either, I just know it's happened. I'll get there eventually. maybe. [I think he's dead for the Black Lantern thing so...probably...not...]

^^^ this is up there with the whole "J'onn was actually an advance agent for the invading Martian species but rather than let them use him as a weapon he essentially committed suicide after fighting the whole Justice League [beat them easily, it wasn't even a competition] and somehow this split his consciousness into like 4 different people" of comic runs that I really don't want to read [even though I own this one] :") help

I don't know what it is about forcefields but his brain just shuts off when he gets near one fr. Multiple times when there's a forcefield, EVEN IF HE KNOWS IT'S THERE, J'onn just yeets headfirst into it. He's just generally super impulsive tho ??? This guy is constantly jumping into action without a moment's thought. pls stop handing off the braincell to absolutely no one when there's danger, J'onn [he does not actually have the braincell at any given time. only Bruce has it. occasionally].

He totally enjoys starting shit. J'onn is Here for teammate drama. He once gave Batman absolutely what for and called him immature just bc J'onn was annoyed with his attitude. He sends people on League missions that will either bring out complete drama or make them find common ground. Though he says the contrary, J'onn is absolutely in the background of every team squabble with popcorn like Thor watching Tony and Cap argue. "You're all so petty. And tiny."

J'onn's name means "light to the light" and it's so poetic 😭😭 of COURSE he's the heart of the League. akdjfndckdnxkd

I'm going to stop there bc I could go on forever but I've held this ask hostage in my drafts long enough 😂😂 ENJOY THE RAMBLING THANK U FOR SENDING THIS ASK AAAA 💙

#possum screms at this #sorry it takes me 5-10 business days to answer asks i get too excited #enrinchment but i am a dog with an egg. bark and bounce around it with delight instead of interacting Normally #ratkingresponds #j'onn my beloved #here tumblr have a bunch of infodumping abt my beloved #martian manhunter #j'onn j'onzz #dc #long post #i know ive dropped a lot of this info on tumblr before but now its all in One Condensed Post #I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS ABOUT HIM. brainrot real #some other favs include loki death the kid shadow the hedgehog donnie rottmnt luigi bowser & king boo #but J'onn is like. my Main Guy yk 😭😭 #THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK I CANNOT SAY IT ENOUGH 😭😭 #nothing brings me seratonin like talking about he fr fr

[alyswritings]

hey so i love your spencer x sister reader fics!!! could i request a fic where spence is the readers legal guardian (and has basically raised her) and his reaction to her accidentally calling him dad ? <3 thank u sm 💜

Diana was still pregnant with Y/N when William left his family. Spencer read whatever books he could find about babies to be able to help his mother with his little sister that would be arriving in a few months.

After Y/N was born, Spencer took care of her more so then Diana since she would have episodes and stayed in bed a lot. Spencer tried to get her out of bed, but it was hard. She did her best, but there were just a lot of bad days.

Spencer taught Y/N whatever he could and always makes sure that Y/N is okay. Spencer had gotten a job and after turning eighteen and admitting his mother to a home, he managed to get custody of Y/N.

He didn't want to risk losing her by not having custody and having foster care take her away, so he was able to get a case and after proving that he was a fit caregiver, was given custody.

Everything Spencer has done has been for Y/N. Making sure she's safe and happy and cared for. He helps her with homework, he learned how to cook for her, he stays with her when she gets nightmares, he makes sure that he comes home from cases so he can continue to raise her.

Being the only father figure that Y/N really knows, she trusts Spencer more than anybody else on the planet. She always goes to him when she needs help with something or needs to talk, and even though Spencer isn't the best at talking about emotions, he still tries for his little sister.

Y/N is working on her homework at the kitchen table and Spencer is making dinner, it being one of the rare days he got home early.

"Spence, I don't get it. Math is stupid." Y/N whines.

"It's not stupid." Spencer says, walking over. "It isn't that hard."

"Yeah, says the 187 IQ guy." Y/N rolls her eyes.

"It's only frustrating because you don't understand it yet." Spencer says, sitting next to her. "Which problem?"

"All of them." Y/N answers, letting out a small scoff.

"Okay, which one currently?" Spencer asks.

"Number 19." Y/N tells him, sliding the book over to him so he can read the problem.

"Okay, I know how to do this." Spencer says.

"Shocker." Y/N mutters sarcastically.

"I meant I know how I can teach you it. Don't take your frustration out on me. I didn't give you the book." Spencer says.

"No, but you make me go to school." Y/N retorts.

"I have to. It's kind of the law." Spencer remarks.

"It's a stupid law." Y/N grumbles.

"Okay, come on. Let's focus on the problem." Spencer says.

He walks her through the problem, Y/N managing to get it after a few tries.

"See? Now you can kind of get the rest. Just ask for help." Spencer says, proudly smiling at her. He ruffles her hair, standing up to resume cooking.

"Thanks, dad." Y/N says, beginning to read the next problem.

"Yeah, of co..." Spencer trails off as he realizes what she called him. Y/N seems to realize at the same moment, her eyes widening and cheeks heating with embarrassment.

"I... I didn't mean to-- to call you that." Y/N says. "I... i-it just came out. I don't..."

Spencer softly smiles, pushing tears back as he figures out how Y/N sees him.

"It's okay. It's... it's nothing to be embarrassed about." Spencer says.

"I know you're my brother, you just... you know, you... you're really the only person who raised me that I... that I know well enough. Especially with our actual dad leaving before... before I was born. I... I don't know." Y/N mumbles, fiddling with her pencil. "I mean, in a way, you are my dad, I guess."

"I love you." Spencer tells her, kissing her on the head. "I understand it." He assures making Y/N relax. "Finish your homework."

"Okay, dad." Y/N rolls her eyes.

Spencer looks back at her, a playful glare on his face and she smiles. She sticks her tongue out at him, Spencer reciprocating the action.

#spencer reid #spencer reid drabble

[faerune]

😱👪❌ and 🌱 for diana?

Does your muse have any specific fears? Where did those fears come from? Besides some of the deeper fears like rejection/imperfection, Diana is terrified of clowns. She's pretty sure it stems from her parents taking her to the circus as a kid and a clown scaring the bajesus out of her. Diana brings it up sometimes to tease her mom because her mom feels so bad about it she's always like YOU QUIT IT. Diana, dramatically: I was TRAUMATIZED.

What is your muse’s relationship with their parents like? Was it always this way? Really, really good compared to a lot of my other OCs lmao. They're so incredibly supportive and proud of her. They love her and show it frequently even if it's not verbally - her dad loves to spend time doing stuff with her and really encourages her hobbies while her mother is kinda helicoptery and very doting. Whenever Diana is feeling bad her mom makes her favorite food :') They also love each other a lot which goes a long way growing up in a house where your parents are partners and clearly love each other. She's always really wanted something like that when she's older and getting married. Diana does kind of have...a lot of pressure on her from her parents too. They don't do it on purpose but they just want her to do her best all the time and sometimes Diana's best isn't what they expect. She's already a perfectionist and overachiever and I think a lot of that comes from the confidence and expectations her parents placed on her when she was young. She's also their only kid so it's like...everything is riding on her.

Is there something your muse struggles with that they might never overcome? What is it? Why do they have so much trouble with it? I think her perfectionism and her being hard on herself is never really going to go away no matter how much love and reassurance she receives from her family and friends that they love her no matter what. Her parents only want her to reach her full potential but tfw gifted kid burnout will definitely catch up with her eventually. Diana has a hard time realizing that she's not going to be magically good at everything which is a hard blow to her ego. I think that Diana places a lot of value in the things she sets her mind to and gets really down on herself for failing. I just think it's who she is and how she was raised.

 What themes are relevant to your muse? Family (blood or chosen, she's lucky enough to get a chance with both), getting out of your shell, loving despite your fear, reaching for the stars, ambition is not a dirty word, to have a full life you need love in it, finally finding your place/your people.

#MACY thank you sm you're such a dear #im emo about her #oc: diana #asks

[taintedcigs]

Omg I love your theme!!

I also absolutely adore Diana! I’m a massive gleek😭

thank you honey!!!!! ME TOOO i love her sm and i used to be a massive gleek too (who am i kidding i still listen to glee cast)

#em’s mail💌

[tibby]

well hello… I am but a humble jigsquad Guy thinking about… Amanda. so if you have any thoughts on uhhh mandy and small soft acts of kindness headcanons… that is all Thank U Sm…

i've been talking to my friends about mandy a lot these past few days so you're in luck! all of these are in jigsquad verse, because of course, and feature various dynamics:

amanda has a lot of food insecurity because she's spent most of her life never knowing if the next meal was guaranteed, so when they all go out to dinner she orders more food than she can eat at the time and brings home all her leftovers. she gets her own little fridge for them and the rest of her food.

the first time anybody really celebrates her birthday with her is when she turns thirty, and the guys make her a cake and give her gifts and lynn texts her to wish her a happy birthday too. it's A Lot and she gets pretty emotional and overwhelmed, and at first she's like What The Fuck Is This. but she's loved and safe and happy, and it's times like this when adam has his arm around her shoulder and he's teasing her for getting old (and god, she never thought she'd make it to thirty), that she's able to forget all the horrible things they've had to do for her to have this.

amanda loves to go with lawrence on his weekly grocery shop. it again feeds back into her food insecurity and having the comfort and security to know that she CAN get everything she wants and doesn't have to choose between crackers or cereal to survive off for the next week...it's nice. she gets to spend time with lawrence too which she enjoys more than she's willing to admit.

she has a photo adam took of them all at christmas wearing stupid matching sweaters (amanda and mark grumbled about it but adam is very persistent when he wants to be annoying and lawrence was like Yes Of Course My Darling <3 so they really had no choice) stuck to the wall next to her bed. other stuff is there too: her picture of venus, a napkin from the time she and adam were waiting for the others to arrive at dinner and they tried to draw out a graph to figure out the "mark the weird freak serial killer vs mark the normal-ish guy" math, the torn out cover of a cd booklet from a band that daniel matthews told her about, a pokemon card that diana gave her during one of lawrence's custody weekends. the note from a bouquet of flowers lynn sent her that reads can you please be a little more normal about this stuff? because of the time amanda broke in to leave some flowers on lynn's coffee table.

(amanda breaking into lynn's place to leave lynn gifts is a recurring them, much to lynn's dismay. she'll come home to an envelope of sexy amanda pictures on her bed (taken by adam. what's a few nudes between besties?) and be turned on, but also stand there wondering why amanda has to keep breaking in. it’s just weird.)

amanda doesn't really know what to do when in the presence of diana and corbett (especially as the girls get older and begin to wonder about the things their parents get up to) but she's sweet to them and lets diana paint her nails and buys corbett stuffed toys and leaves pastries for her and lynn whenever she does her old b&e routine.

amanda awkwardly tries to be a mentor to daniel after nerve gas house even though a. she's in no position to mentor anyone about anything ever and b. she played a role in the disappearance/murder of his father. he’s a smart kid so he knows that she’s definitely involved in the jigsaw killings but he also knows that amanda has been through hell and tried to keep him & laura safe and was genuinely distraught by everything xavier did, plus he’s able to understand that his father was the reason amanda began down this path in the first place. so he doesn’t turn her in, and she checks in on him occasionally after everything. invites him to thanksgiving and makes sure he’s staying out of trouble and is like “if you need anything, i have a doctor friend who can help you out” (lawrence is not aware of this). they talk music and she brings him mcdonalds and it's weird and uncomfortable but much like with lynn, daniel knows that amanda is trying.

one of her hobbies is sending hoffman fake news articles from websites like truesciencefax dot org and seeing what he'll believe.

fucking with hoffman generally speaking is one of her favourite things to do, but on the anniversary of angie's death she steals him a pack of cigarettes and her and adam will hang out with hoffman at the house all day to make sure he doesn’t fall back on drinking or get so depressed he starts massacring people. and they just kinda watch movies hoffman likes (top gun, the princess bride, air bud) and let him talk about his dead sister uninterrupted. and the three of them suck at emotions but it’s Enough and lawrence brings home pizza for dinner. something something mark hating amanda at first because angie was dead and here was this junkie, similar to angie in age and appearance and wasting her fucking life. but eventually it turning into “i couldn’t save angie but i can save amanda” something something.

amanda is used to running, to leaving before you get left. and lynn understands this without amanda having to voice it (because really, she never would anyway), and so she doesn't let it eat her alive when amanda keeps leaving her bed before the sun is up. she knows that she has to wait for amanda to come to her. that one day, she'll wake up, and amanda will be fast asleep beside her, dark hair littered with hazel flecks in the morning sun, a rare look of calm on her face. she just has to wait for the day amanda recognises her as a safe place to land.

#ask #inaflashback #headcanons #jigsquad