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nradiowave · 1 day
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More random hcs please, they are amazing
Thank you !! There you go ✨ (part 1)
More random things I like to hc :
- When she's training, Diana listens to binaural beats claiming that it gives her the opportunity to train and meditate simultaneously. "It's an incredible time saving.", she'd say. Bruce would roll his eyes.
- Oliver and Hal would beg Batman to install a confessional in the Watchtower, like in reality shows. Because he obviously refuses, they'd stand in front of any security camera and use them as one, rambling on and on about the other members.
- Dick is a total extrovert. When he has some time to recharge in between day work and night vigilantism, he lets off steam in nightclubs. He took Tim (who-recharges-when-alone™) once : he hated it.
- Most of the time Dinah would show up at meetings with sunglasses to look "mysteriously cool". Actually, she can't sleep at night.
- Booster would definitely refer to himself in the third person.
- Clark being Bruce's personal masseur is one of their rituals. Whenever his super senses notice a specific tenseness in Batman's body, Clark would end up joining him in the batcave and giving him a massage session. Bruce would just accept it without a word.
- When he's not the one leading the meeting, Batman is usually snacking on a bag of nuts.
- Alfred has a workshop in the manor where he makes pottery. He makes bat-shaped objects that everyone in the Batfam loves. He made mugs, plates, jars, etc.
- Booster would use Skeets as a soundboard to accompany his every actions and illustrate his jokes. Shayera lost her temper once and broke Skeets in half. No worries, Victor helped repair him, although it was still a traumatizing experience for Booster.
- Hal has a collection of Top Gun goodies. At some point, Bruce brought him the original G-1 jacket from Tom Cruise for his birthday.
- Batman is absolutely excellent at everything he puts his mind to, except the absolute purge that is the game Sekiro. It started when Tim was raging while playing the game. Bruce passed behind him and let out a fatherly "You should learn how to control your emotions better, Tim.". Cue Tim challenging him to play. Then, there remained Batman cursing at a screen, desperately replaying a boss fight for the nth time.
- Booster and Ted have this promise that if neither one of them gets married at a certain age, they'd marry each other. Although, Ted is still looking for love, Booster is satisfied with the idea he'd end up marrying Ted.
- Oliver's neck is very often covered in hickeys.
- Constantine and Alfred are actually good buddies. They facetime a lot when Alfred is busy in the kitchen and John has some free time. That's how John knows so much about Bruce.
- The batfam plays a game where they make up elaborate life stories for strangers they encounter in public. Using their detective skills, they later discover the real stories and the winner is the one whose made-up backstory comes closest to the truth.
- Sometimes, Victor and Clark play football together. They both loved it in the past and they both lost the opportunity to commit and progress in the field. It's just the two of them, but it still helps heal their inner teen.
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madcat-world · 2 days
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CyberKnight - BenedickBana
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nestedneons · 2 days
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dcbinges · 2 days
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Batman and the Outsiders #5 (1983) by Mike Barr, Marv Wolfman & Jim Aparo
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Gigan #MonsterMarch2024
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Based on the success of X-Men ‘97, I’m lowkey hoping DC noticed it and, out of nowhere, make an announcement for Teen Titans ‘03.
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Moonstone Rider
Neon signs bled into the perpetual twilight of Xyla’s North Sector. Rain, a greasy film on the cracked chrome streets, reflected the thousand-story facades in a distorted, shimmering mirage. Anya, a Moonstone Rider, sliced through the urban sprawl on her cybercycle. Her nights were a blur of rain-streaked chrome and flickering neon, the symphony of the city a constant thrumming in her enhanced ears.
Half-human, half-machine, Anya was a product of the gleaming towers that scraped the Xyla sky. Her left eye, a cloudy grey orb beneath a worn leather patch, was a constant reminder of the scrapyard brawl that had earned her a promotion - and a cybernetic upgrade. The other eye, a vibrant emerald green, scanned the cityscape, its augmented vision highlighting potential threats and hidden caches.
Tonight’s run was simple, or so she thought. Recover a stolen data chip from a back-alley black market known as the Gut. Easy in, easy out. But Xyla had a way of twisting simplicity into a tangled mess.
As Anya navigated the labyrinthine alleyways, the stench of recycled synth-meat and ozone from malfunctioning cybernetics assaulted her nostrils. Holographic advertisements flickered erratically, hawking dubious wares and illegal cybernetic enhancements. A shadowed figure darted across her path, a flicker of desperation in its augmented eyes. Anya ignored it, focus locked on the coordinates flickering in her cybernetic implant.
The Gut was a pulsating mass of humanity, cyborgs, and the desperate flotsam of Xyla’s underbelly. Anya dismounted her cycle, its sleek lines and glowing engine a stark contrast to the rusting metal shacks lining the alley. Her hand instinctively went to the hilt of the vibroblade strapped to her thigh – a relic from a bygone era that felt strangely comforting amidst the whirring machinery and flickering lights.
She pushed through the throng, a wave of heat and stale sweat rolling over her. The data chip’s location led her to a grimy gambling den, the air thick with cigar smoke and the desperate shouts of addicts. A hulking cyborg with a chrome arm barred her way.
“This ain’t no place for dolls, pretty thing,” he rumbled, his voice a distorted rasp. Anya’s emerald eye narrowed. Negotiations weren’t part of the plan. With a swift, practiced move, she disarmed him with a kick to his pressure point, sending him sprawling.
Inside the den, she found the seller, a wiry man with twitchy eyes and a cybernetic arm that ended in a set of sharpened claws. A tense standoff ensued, threats exchanged in a guttural mix of slang and binary code. Just as Anya lunged, a guttural roar echoed through the room.
A monstrosity emerged from the shadows, a patchwork of salvaged cybernetics fused with rotting flesh. It had been one of the city’s underdwellers, a scavenger mutated by years of exposure to the toxic waste that seeped from the underbelly of Xyla.
The fight was brutal, a ballet of flashing blades and sparking cybernetics. Anya fought with the honed reflexes of a seasoned Moonstone Rider, her cybernetic enhancements pushing her body past its natural limits. The stench of burnt wires filled the air as she dodged a swipe of the creature’s cybernetic claws.
With a final surge of adrenaline, Anya landed a decisive blow, her vibroblade finding a weak spot in the creature’s armor. It crumpled to the ground, a twitching heap of scrap metal and rotting flesh.
The data chip secured, Anya wasted no time. She sprinted back to her cybercycle, the city thrumming a relentless rhythm around her. As she sped away, a lone figure watched from a rooftop, a single glowing red eye reflecting the neon-drenched twilight. Xyla might sleep, but its secrets never did. And Anya, the Moonstone Rider, was always there to chase them down.
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sully-s · 1 month
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Listen, if I had the time I would just make Justice Leauge the mockumentary, lol.
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pillsburysoyboy · 3 months
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EDIT: 1/1/24: turning off reblogs for this because it's made my activity page fucking hell.
The poll is over, and I'm exhausted with explaining to people over and over again that my fantasies exist outside of capitalism and that i am in fact quite aware of the current moment re: technology and intellectual property.
It's was fun, but now it's not, so it goes bye-bye.
P.S. I am genuinely sorry for forgetting to add "spine" as an option.
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whereserpentswalk · 13 days
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kierancaz · 3 months
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I like in Teen Titans that Robin’s mask is just as expressive as like cartoon spidey masks. Especially when they do this thing:
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OR WHEN HE DOES THIS:
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he’s so silly I love him lmao
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nestedneons · 2 days
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extravapalooza · 1 month
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selection of the individual risograph scans from my trans cyborg pinup minizine ^_^
more here
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alexandriaellisart · 3 months
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I desperately crave a friendship like the teen titans have in Gabriel Picolo’s art
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