#superhero smackdown

[superhero-smackdown]

[tournamentdirectory]

Superhero time! @superhero-smackdown finds the best superhero.

[chimpukampu]

Oh no, they’re running away

[love-islike-abomb]

It really would have made more money if he was in it!!😩🥵

[ultimate-poll-tournament]

R1: @superhero-smackdown VS @its-to-the-death

[cephalopodsquad]

DRAGON LEE'S GEAR HOLY SHIT

[cartoon-character-competition]

I got behind on the graphics again so no polls today, sorry everyone

[haycoat-art]

VOTE FOR ROOTSPRING FOR THE @superhero-smackdown

He can talk to ghosts, and even manipulate the ground by talking to it.

He watch his best friend and future potential mate, Bristlefrost, die.

He has incredible strength for a cat and even allowed the spirit of FIRESTAR to possess him and kill Darkstripe.

Yes I accidentally posted this onto @/sketchmew

DONT ASK WHY!

[tribalauthor]

Unfinished Business

(roman reigns × y/n one-shot)

warnings: unprotected sex, public place (being caught), a bit of fluff and comedy

word count: 2.8k

summary: y/n and roman haven't had sex in a while and they decide to have fun in the locker room but suddenly they are interrupted.

It's Friday night and you know what this means. It's Smackdown day. I am chilling in the locker room with my husband, Roman Reigns aka Smackdown's daddy.

We are having an appearence later because Road to Wrestlemania started and we have a lot of things we need to clear to the crowd.

I say "we" because after all, we are The Tribal Chiefs around here and the stuff that is going on with Cody, Seth and Triple H is confusing yet angering the hell out of me and Roman because we just like the things to go our way.

Our TV was turned on and we were watching the other superstars.

"Watching".

"I'm bored." I yawned "Maybe I should start preparing for later" I said and got up from the black leather couch.

"I have a better idea" Roman replied to me and when I turned to him he had this devilish smirk he always does when he wants something. And I know damn well what he wants right now.

After all the stress we are experiencing and the start of the Wrestlemania season, we haven't had time for intimacy, you know? Things have been heated and with the Rock's unexpected return, even more.

I bit my lower lip staring at him with hungry eyes.

"I miss you, Y/N." my husband said with a nostalgic tone in his voice. "Come on, right here, right now is the right time. Just like the old days. I miss your body like crazy.

"You don't need to tell me twice, baby" I took off my red satin robe which I usually wear when I'm here. My black Calvin Klein underwear was revealed and didn't wait a second to jump onto my man's lap.

We attacked each other's lips like hungry animals, exchanging wet and sloppy kisses which made me want more and more of him. You could hear the neediness in our moans as well.

Suddenly I interrupted this beautiful moment, out of breath, I took off his black T-shirt and when his beautiful upper body was revealed to me, I started kissing his neck down to his shoulder while Roman had his big hands gripping on my ass tightly.

I also felt something rising beneath me.

"Tribal Chief is so ready, I see" I laughed in between the kisses.

"He is always ready for his Chieftess" Roman said with his low voice, looking at me with the look of hunger and lust which it never changed ever since the day we got together.

Usually, we'd tease each other to make things more fun and interesting but lately, we've been so deprived of each other's bodies that no games mattered now.

We only just want to collide right here and right now.

I smirked and started taking off his pants and in the meantime he unclipped my bra and now my bare breasts are exposed to him

"I missed them too" he bit his lips and out of the sudden, he lifted me up, slamming me on the couch.

I gasped due to the shock of the sudden change of positions. Although he tends to do this always, abusing his strength of a literal god-like superhero, or must I say supervillain, lifting me up as if I'm a feather, he always chooses the moment when I least expect and catches me up by surprise.

Roman started leaving wet kisses all over my neck, going to my chest, licking every single inch of my almost naked body and I swear to God, my panties are soaked already, like I just got out of the swimming pool or something.

It's crazy, the effect he has on me.

He now got to my belly and I arched my back from the electricity his mouth and tongue is sending through my whole body. All of this with the unison of my soft yet breathy moans.

My husband ran his hand through my lingerie and let out a deep chuckle.

"My wife is so damn wet, already, huh" he teased.

"And my husband's boxers are about to rip off soon, if he doesn't put his dick inside of me" I snapped back but with a slight annoyance in my voice due to the fact that he still is not inside of me.

This led him to laugh even more but in order to prevent that, he pressed his lips.

"Always with the attitude. That's why I love you." he whispered and started taking off his black boxers.

Then he grabbed me again by my hips, shocking the hell out of me and put me over him, making sure he provides an abrupt entrance in my temple.

This sudden intertwining led us both moan loudly in unison.

"I so missed this" I yelled out while doing slow circular motions and then I continued moaning while Roman was kissing my neck.

"Not more than me, baby." he said through the kisses.

His hands squeezing my ass cheeks suddenly moved up on my hips and started moving me around in a faster motion.

"If we continue like this..." I said through my heavy breaths "...I'm gonna cum faster than you think".

"This is what we get for leaving ourselves out of shape, Y/N." Roman said through his grunts.

I felt that I was near, just before the explosion I was about to experience, however, someone pierced through the room abruptly which, of course, startled the hell out of me and Roman. I quickly leaned onto him in order to cover my chest.

We looked at the door and there was Nick Aldis, the General Manager of Smackdown. I literally froze but Roman reacted quickly and covered my ass with his T-shirt.

"Y/N, Grayson just called you to go on his show. Now." Nick was standing there, so unbothered as if he just didn't interrupt the very much anticipated sex me and Roman were having. This man has no emotions at all.

"Tell Grayson to fuck off and leave me have my time with my wife" Roman snapped at our boss. The annoyance in his voice can be heard even by the deaf. "Who does he think he is, huh? And who do you think YOU are for coming to MY locker room without knocking?"

"Roman, you can always have fun with your wife. Business first, remember?" Nick was still completely unfazed by what's going on at the moment.

"Nah, my wife always comes first. But you wouldn't get it since you can't keep a woman" Roman scoffed at Aldis. He despises him to his bones and I don't like him too since he is trying to steal our authority.

"Okay, Nick, give me two minutes and I'm coming out." I promised.

He just sighed and got out of the room.

"Let's make this quick" I smirked getting closer to Roman's face, kissing his lips. I could feel his lingering anger caused by Aldis in his rather aggressive kisses and thrusts.

"So you will actually go to that fool, huh?" Roman growled, his eyes darkened from jealousy.

I chuckled and removed the rubber band from his tied hair, and now it's all down.

"Don't worry, I'll make him learn" I assured him and after a few bounces I felt the ecsatic feeling, the orgasm that me and him were craving for for God knows how long.

These sweet seconds which made us even closer everytime. These sweet seconds that keep us alive.

Our moans echoed through the enormous locker room and the others next to us, some people might have heard us but do I give a damn? No. Roman? Even less.

I felt the warmth of his juices inside of me and I put my head backwards, groaning from that intoxicating sensation.

When I looked at my man, he was all caught up in the moment. His hair was messy and he was biting his lower lip, deep grunts coming out of him.

And we stood there for seconds staring at each other in ecstacy, hot, deep breaths coming out of our mouths.

I leaned to kiss his sweaty forehead.

"Time to go" I said and got up from his lap and reached my hand to take robe from the end of the couch, putting it on my naked body.

"Just so you know, you come back here and we continue." he also started putting his clothes on. "I, for sure, ain't finished with you and I am totally beating Grayson's ass for this...and Nick's" my husband still looks salty from all that happened.

I find it exciting, if you ask me. I felt so hot being caught having sex with my man and now I'm gonna make things even more heated when I go out there.

"Was this supposed to be a threat for me, baby?" I asked him.

"Is this how you are going out"? Roman completely ignored my question and furrowed his eyebrows looking at me from head to toe.

"Well, I have no time" I tried to fix my hair and tried to make myself look like I'm not freshly fucked but I don't think I can hide that.

I will also go out completely natural since I had no time to put my make up on.

I swiftly put on my black high heels, blew an air kiss to Roman and got out.

I met Nick on my way to the arena.

"Commercials are almost over, Y/N. Let's go." Nick motioned his head and I followed him.

After my music started playing I got in the arena, the crowd was cheering for me. They always do when me and my man appear but the second we start talking...

I saw a lot of surprised and confused faces because of my look obviously.

I marched to the ring and Grayson seemed impressed. He doesn't know who he is dealing with.

"Next time you want me on your show, Grayson, make sure you say it earlier. I'm a busy tribal chieftess" I got in the ring. " I had no time to prepare, yall see.

"I don't think they complain." Grayson looked at me with his greasy smirk. "Tampa, do you like this natural look of the Tribal Chieftess?"

Everyone chanted "yeah".

"I appreciate it, Tampa." I smiled fakely. "And you, Grayson, better be careful of what you do and what you say because your tribal chief is very pissed right now."

"Why?" Grayson acted shocked.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I was chilling in the locker room with my husband...you know and suddenly Nick Aldis pierces through the room, interrupting us, saying that Grayson Waller wants me on his show" I made a confused face and everyone seemed thrilled, knowing damn well what I'm talking about. "Out of nowhere".

"In other words, tribal chiefs were having tribal sex and I interrupted them" Grayson concluded and started laughing then the crowd followed him.

I rolled my eyes and pressed my lips, trying to hide my smirk.

"Not quite interrupted but yeah" I spoke. "Ask what you wanna ask, let's finish this quick because Roman is waiting for me" I pointed my thumb behind me. "He is this close to whooping your ass, by the way." I demonstrated with my fingers.

"No, no. Tribal Chief, I'm sorry." Grayson looked to the camera. "Okay? I acknowledge you and everything. We good? I just wanted to bring Y/N over here and ask how she is, cause everyone is like 'How's Roman?, How's Cody?' but they never ask how is the tribal chieftess."

"So is this what you called me for?" I sighed. "I'm not going to answer to you, I'm gonna answer to my people". I turned to the crowd.

"Funny, I see many stuff on the Internet that the Tribal Chieftess is worried that her man is losing his title at Wrestlemania 40 but trust me yall, that's not the case." I laughed and shook my head. "Roman beat Cody once, he will beat him twice, and trice and so on."

The crowd started booing me. That's what they tend to do with me and Roman since we are heels.

"Come on what do y'all expect her to say? She is the Tribal Chief's ride or die." Grayson tried to defend me. "But let's say, Y/N, that Roman loses his title at Wrestlemania. Cody said he wants to take everything from him, not only the championship, so does this mean that if Roman loses, you are going to leave him and go to Cody?"

I chuckled because I expected to be asked this question.

"Grayson, I like you. I really do" I said through my laugh and he seemed deeply impressed by this. "but I told you to be careful" I pouted and shook my head.

"What do you mean" he asked and when he looked behind me there was my husband giving him a right hand and then...multiple right hands back to back.

"Did I warn him, ladies and gentlemen, did I warn him?" I asked the crowd. "If he asked me this, I'm sure some of y'all think like him and I'm gonna give my answer that Cody will never be able to take everything from Roman because Roman has ME. Even if he is not a champion anymore, I am gonna stay by his side because he may not be the undisputed champion, the tribal chief, the head of the table but he will ALWAYS be Roman Reigns.

Suddenly the crowd started cheering. I may be a heel but I'm always loyal to my man and vice versa. That's what people like about us. And they love us as a couple.

Roman reached his hand for the mic, waiting for me to finish and give it to him. He was all grinning after he gave a beating to Grayson.

I gave him the mic.

"Tampa" he growled and the arena was full from the croud cheerings. My man lifted his head up, teasing them a little more. "Acknowledge me" this catchphrase has become the ultimate one in this business. Never fails to get a reaction, it just never gets old. And he loved this shit. Getting that reaction from them everytime.

"So Grayson Waller randomly decides he wants my wife on his show and because of that Nick comes to interrupt us while having a bonding time then he dares to ask her if she's gonna leave me...for Cody?" Roman started laughing like a mad man.

"Nah see, I can tell you a lot of things about the stuff that was happening before, you know, Aldis decided to come in." Roman was looking at Grayson who was trying to get on his feet. "All of this, Tampa, made me learn my lesson." My husband looked at the crowd with his index finger up "Gentlemen! Whenever you stay alone with your wife, doesn't matter where you are and what time is is it, make sure the door is locked."

My man made a hand motion of locking the door. I was just sitting there with my hand on my temple because he is going off more than I had in plan.

"If my door was locked, no one would have been able to take me out of my wife. No one." and he continues.

The crowd loved this shit, of course. I'm not even surprised. Sex seems to be everybody's most favorite topic, especially when it comes about the Tribal Chiefs' sex life.

"I'm sure many of you get me, right?" Roman looked at the people with his devilish smirk and winked. After that he wrapped his arm around me, looking at me with admiration.

Everyone started chanting "Kiss". Me and Roman looked around and chuckled from their reactions. I don't remember seeing them like that recently.

We waited for a while, exchanging looks between each other, with biggest grins and then looking at the crowd.

They loved how tough Roman is but when it comes to me, he turns into an absolute softie and vice versa.

After we stared at each other for a while, me and Roman exchanged a sweet kiss that didn't fail to send tingles all over my body.

When we broke the kiss, he caught my arm.

"Okay, Tampa, that was from us tonight. We have unfinished business to do." that were his last words until he dragged me with him.

I just waved at the people and you could hear mixed sounds. Either cheers cause we are cute or boos cause they just can't get enough from us.

The moment we got in the locker room, Roman locked it from behind while glueing his eyes on me.

"So where were we?" he asked with a smirk and a cocked eyebrow.

[superhero-civilian-tournament]

Welcome to Superheroes' Civilians Tournament

A place to appreciate the civilians in a superhero's life. I also run @girlygirltournament so I will wait until that is closer to ending before starting this one. Submissions will be open for a month or so.

Rules: 

-The character has to be part of some sort of superhero media but not a superhero themselves. Magical Girl anime counts. (If there are people fighting crime and having a secret identity then it's a safe bet it counts)

-Can have powers but can't have a secret identity/do crime-fighting. (Ex. Inko Midoriya can pull objects towards her but she isn't a hero)

-It's fine if they had one appearance with a secret identity as long as it's not recurring or what the character is known for. (Ex Lois Lane has been Superwoman before but she is not known for it)

-Only one submission per character. Submit as many different characters as you want.

-Treat everyone with respect and be civil, it's only a Tumblr tournament.

Dividers by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more

Tagged blogs under cut

@tournamentdirectory @tournament-announcer @superhero-smackdown @platonic-pals-punchout @princess-polls@the-ballerina-battle @batman-rogues-bracket@dcmarveltournament @dc-polls @dc-megatournament@dc-tournaments @mentor-student-showdown

[dc-tournaments]

The Order of Tournaments

Villain of All Time

Worst Costume

Queerest "Cishet"

The Incompetency Awards

Fuck This Guy in Particular Award

Most Unhinged

SexyWOMAN Tournament #Feminism

Super Animal Illegal Fight Ring

Deadest Corpse

Most Adorable Littlest Baby Heroling

Transgender Swag Awards

Worst Dad

Platonic Soulmates Award

Autism Creature Incarnate

Mental Stability Award

DC's Next Top Fashionista

The MILF Ever

Egregious Tax Evader

Pathetic Wet Cat

Disability Pride Award

Most Androgynous Ever

Suffered More Than Jesus

Asexuality Award

Best Costume

Senior Citizen Smackdown

Most Horrifying War Criminal

Exile to Marvel

Gayest of All Time

Most Wasted Potential

Actual Best Comic

Sexyman Tournament (No Bats Allowed)

World's Worst Sibling

The Bisexualest

Bestest Sibling Ever

Take A Vacation for the Love of God

The DILF Ever

Best Enemies

Gay and Homophobic

Most Convoluted Backstory

Cringefail Quote

Twink of All Time

Ugliest Motherfucker

Least Effectual Villain

Least Likely to Ever Kill

Coolest Civilian

Horrifying Eldritch Monstrosity

The Siblings Ever

Biggest Hypocrite

Worst Spouse

Villain Battle Royale

The Hunger Games

Sanest Bat Micro-Tournament

Green Lantern Cage Fight

Superhero Participation Trophy

Clone Cage Fight

Deserved Better Dammit

Best Team/Family

The Real Triumvirate

Antihero Deathfight

The Girlboss Ever

Mr. Misogyny

Worst Hairstyle

Worst Boss Ever

Black Power Award

Most Successful Furry

Best Sidekick Ever

Worst Little Gremlin Hell Child

Hero Mom Award

Hero Dad Award

Worst Luck

Most Huggable

Worst Character Assassination

Most ADHD Ever

Most Villainous Hero

Most Heroic Villain

Cutest Little Creature Thing

Actual Best at Hero-ing

Most Iconic Duo

Least Human Humanoid

Best Bromance

Sexiest Corpse

Nicest Decentest Person

Most Likely to Snap

The Biggest Simp

Asshole of the Year

Best Chef in the Universe

Tumblr Funnyman

Hottest Being Alive

[superhero-smackdown]

*Tacking this on because I've been asked this so many times and it's the final* voting by liking a character more or by whether they would win a fight is YOUR CHOICE I hope I never I have to say this again thank you

[mentallyilloftheyear]

WELCOME TO MENTALLY ILL OF THE YEAR🎉🎉

To get this started, we need submissions. Thankfully, you can enter them here.

RULES

NO REAL PEOPLE!! Now, we all love our favorite online celebrity who makes their once in a decade post about how their cat just threw up on their blanket and they cried while cleaning it up, but this is strictly fictional characters!

They do not have to be canonically mentally ill, and it can be a head canon. Mental illness is a very broad spectrum and two people with the same mental illness can act very different from each other, which means we cannot specifically say what is and isn't "mentally ill."

Please do not submit the same character multiple times. Rigging the submissions is only silly and funny if you know the person running it. (You may submit multiple different characters though!)

Thanks to @best-toh-charater-tournament, @besttship, @blorbopoll, @losersbracketofficial, @transmasc-trials, @redandbluebracket, @magnificent-mlm-matchup, @meangirlsshowdown, @weirdgirlshowdown, @superhero-smackdown, @creature-competition, @cinnamon-roll-competition, @autismswagsummit, @gaygirlscompetition, @edgelord-battle-bracket, @tragicsibsshowdown, @mostpatheticlittleguy, @cringefaillosershowdown, @adhdswagcompetition, @transgendercharacterofalltime for being the inspiration behind this!

[braywashed]

I think the thing that's fucking with my brain the most is the separation of fact and fiction because it's like... we spent years being told that Bray was this unkillable character that would always come back no matter what, and now it's just like...I have to remind myself that in reality he was just a normal guy, it's weird.

It's..... yeah.

Okay - I'm gonna get real wordy and wax poetically and I'm so sorry I'm incapable of just talking and crying like a normal person.

It's like a big old layered burrito of denial on all fronts, right?

Because on the surface, we have a guy who was so young, and that seems so hard to get past in itself. We also have the fact that he was prone to injury at points and disappearing for... months at a time. He had been released and came back, what, a year later? In the meantime there were always a billion headlines with his name, speculating the worst, and it never had any accuracy or mattered. We were always *looking forward* to him returning and he always inevitably did because he had half his career ahead of him still and it always seemed like the best was to come.

And we have all these stories of what a beautiful person he was, a side we roughly knew of but never got to really experience ourselves as an audience.

But the person we saw was, as you said, this unkillable character. Literally unkillable. He told us from day one he could never die and would persist 5000 years from now when *we* were all gone. Because he was this personification of all the darkest bits of humanity and American society come to force us to face our sins. We watched him, silly as it was, get burned alive and come back a shambling heap of melting flesh and be completely restored. He was forever, he was a god, you could always find him and you could never, ever kill it.

And like, as fans, we kindle that kid in us that wants to believe in superheros and villains and we grow over the years with them. We go to events, and we sing his songs, and we thrust ourselves into that role ourselves of characters in a way. Like we were always *his*. Even if you didn't love him, you played into that for his entrance at the very least because it was such an undeniable experience. He talked and you, and every babyface, listened - whether you wanted to or not.

I'll never forget that one match on Raw, still early on, when the whole crowd was first singing "He's got the whole world in his hands" and just swaying, and then turning around and chanting "Bray is gonna kill you." Like, I remember Big E was in that match, and I'm pretty sure he was on the receiving end of that chant. He was over. He was beloved. And the whole crowd was singing hymns and calling for his demise for this literal cult leader that would speak in tongues and Exorcist walk across the ring, holding his heart and smiling with some masked sinister joy at it.

It's really really hard to reconcile he's not actually some biblical force of nature looming over everything and everyone even though we know better. And like, that fan in me that's that eternal kid in a way, is just stomping my feet screaming "but he CAN'T die!"

The end of Smackdown did, and still is, really fucking me up because I kept waiting for the lantern to go out. And like, I couldn't decide if I wanted that. Because on one hand, there's a symbolism there, and a kind of sad beauty, in the light going out. He was with us, and he's gone now, and he can rest (ahahaha I'm going to start crying again). The light fades. But ultimately I'm so glad it didn't go out because A.) I don't think I could've fucking handled it and was already bawling, and B.) It shouldn't go out. Or fade. His spirit of everything he brought to that world should stay with us and with every single performer who goes out there every night and throws their hearts into playing these characters.

And like... maybe, even though it's so hard now, maybe eventually there's comfort to be found in the idea that even though the vessel is gone - *He* will, somehow, always be there haunting us. Because "I have a thousand faces and a million names." We might not see him, but we can choose to believe every time a hero is forced to face their fears that he's there behind it - silently whispering into our ears, willing us on to indulge in every second of it.

[ultimate-poll-tournament]

R2: @bisexualdivorceebattle VS @superhero-smackdown

superhero-smackdown propaganda

[cartoon-character-competition]

hehe polls for tmr are queued up im actually AHEAD on that