#superheroes OKAY

[katierosefun]

i am almost done with season one of the boys and it’s so good i want hughie and butcher to make each other go worse. come on hughie i know it’s in there somewhere. go insane little white man. go nuts.

[westywallowing]

he's,,, a cat

adrientte fruits basket au ;)

[anna-scribbles]

13 y/o adrien agreste looked at his dumpster fire life and said “middle school would fix me” and he was right

[teethkid67]

PAYDAY

aka a valentine for the lovely @itsnotmystic / @corvids-calling - fanart for stars fic of the same name, which you can read here !!! i really enjoyed this concept and wanted to do some art for it :3 hope you like it because i REALLY loved your work & i hope this shows that !!! HAPPY VALENTINES DAY !!!!

this is also a loose love-letter to the wonderful @arginnit 's crazy background-drawing-ability and style/skill at portraying environments . wadds your stuff is insane and i love it

happy @mcyt-valentines exchange !!!!

[deacblues]

this is really funny to me

[inamindfarfaraway]

I love how Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse said “Anyone can be Spider-Man”. I love how it inspired everyone to imagine their own Spider-People, saving the day in their own universes, with all kinds of cool, interesting personalities and aesthetics and mutations and life stories and relationships. We all put pieces of our soul into these homemade heroes. We had fun. We found community. And then Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse said, “Wow, great job! You’ve really taken our message to heart. Well, get ready for even more of everything you liked from the first movie and a new message to complement the first. Anyone can be Spider-Man… and anyone can be pulled into a cult.”

So now we all have to contemplate whether our lovingly crafted heroes would ever be on Team Mandatory Trauma Because Martyr Complex or not and why.

[the-witchhunter]

You know those video games where the character has to complete puzzles and work through their trauma to escape/wake up/something? Obstacles getting in their way and being tied to their past as they delve more into their trauma and have to learn/heal from it before they can progress?

Danny has been around a loooong time. He's old, he's powerful, and has a space in the ghost zone that he controls much like a god. The ghosts have long since started leaving him alone, the ones he's friends with have their own affaires to deal with, and in his ever shifting labyrinthian layer he's too powerful, and even outside of it he can still kick their asses.

and he's without a purpose

His friends had long since passed on after leading long and wonderful lives with him, not even leaving a ghost behind. His Family as well. Jazz had never had children, and try as he and Sam might have, half dead as he was he couldn't have children. He had no one left and nothing to do, and all of eternity to do it in.

Thinking of Jazz is what made him do it the first time

She loved helping people with her psychology, and Danny decided to do it in his own way. It hadn't been pretty, and it hadn't been easy, but he had found his method. Some took to it better than others, and many had different theories about his lair and his motives, but he helped people move past their trauma. Some believed his lair was some kind of purgatory, and... they weren't totally off

So, when Danny moved on to the timeline of the DC multiverse, he had some experience under his belt

He just underestimated how much trauma superheroes can have

[kedreeva]

Eddie Munson's message as a character should never have been that he needed to stop running and fight to be a hero. It should have been that heroism can look a lot of different ways. It should have been you don't have to be a hero to have worth.

[http-byler]

“but no matter how hard I try… people… die”

concept by @spideywillandmjwheeler <3 you’re all geniuses and amazingly talented

[stealingyourbones]

[redhoodinternaldialectical]

"Murder is Werewolves" - Batman

I don't got the SPOONS to do this thought train justice, I have seriously been trying to write this thing for MONTHS so just, idk, have this half baked skeletal outline of the essay I guess:

I don't believe that Batman's no-kill rule is primarily about rehabilitation or second chances.

His refusal to believe that Cassandra could have killed someone when she was eight years old because "how could a killer understand my commitment not to kill" is absolute fucking MOON LOGIC from a rehabilitationist standpoint. No jury on the planet would think for even a second that she could reasonably be held accountable for her actions in that situation! Her past cannot condemn her to being incapable of valuing human life under a rehabilitation centering framework. However, Batman's reasoning makes perfect sense if he believes that killing is a spiritually/morally corrupting act which permanently and fundamentally changes a person, and that corruption can never be fully undone.

Dick Grayson killing the Joker is treated both narratively and by Batman as an unequivocally WIN for the Joker. The Joker won by turning Nightwing into a killer. Note that this is during a comic in which the Joker transforming people was a major theme! Batman didn't revive the Joker because the Joker deserved to live; he revived the Joker to lift the burden on Dick.

His appeal to Stephanie when she tried to kill her dad is that she shouldn't ruin her own life. He gives no defense of Cluemaster's actual life. Granted this is a rhetorical strategy moment and should be taken with a generous pinch of salt, but it fits in the pattern.

When Jason becomes a willful killer, he essentially disowns him, never treats him with full trust ever again, and... Well, we can stop here for Bruce's sake. Bottom line is that his actions towards Jason do not lead me to believe that he thinks Jason can become a better person without having his autonomy taken from him, either partially or fully.

The Joker is, for better or worse, the ultimate symbol and vessel of pure, irredeemable evil in DC comics now. He hasn't been just another crook in a long time. He will never get better, he will only get worse. If you take it to be true that the Joker will not or can not rehabilitate, then there's no rehabilitationist argument against killing him.

Batman does not seem to consider it a possibly that he'll rehabilitate. Batman at several points seems to think that the Joker dying in a manner no one could have prevented would be good. Yet Batman fully believes that if he killed the Joker, he himself would become irredeemable.

Batman's own form of justice (putting people into the hospital and then prison) is fucking brutal and clearly not rehabilitative. He disrespects the most basic human rights of all criminals on a regular basis. It is genuinely really, really weird from a rehabilitationist standpoint that his only uncrossable line is killing... But it makes perfect sense if he cares more about not corrupting himself with the act of killing than the actual ethical results of any individual decision to kill or not kill.

In the real world cops are all bastards because they are too violent to criminals, even when that violence doesn't lead to death. Prison is a wildly evil thing to do to another human being, and you don't use it to steal away massive portions of a person's life if your goal is to rehabilitate them. In the comic world, Batman is said to be necessary because the corrupt cops are too nice to criminals and keep letting them out of jail. I don't know how to write a connector sentence there so like I hope you can see why this bothers me so damn much! That's just not forgiveness vibes there Batman!!

I want to make special note here of the transformative aspect. You don't simply commit a single act when you kill, no, you become a killer, like you might become a werewolf.

The narrative supports this a lot!

Why did Supes go evil during Injustice? He killed the Joker. Why did Bruce become the Batman Who Laughs? Bruce killed the Joker. Why was Jason Todd close to becoming a new Joker during Three Jokers? Because he killed people, to include the Joker.

Even if these notions of redemption being impossible aren't the whole of his reasoning (people never have only one reason for doing what they do) it is a distinct through-line pattern in his actions and reasoning, and it is directly at odds with notions of rehabilitation, redemption, and second chances.

So why does he give so many killers second chances?

Firstly because this doesn't apply to all versions of Batman. Some writers explicitly incorporate rehabilitation and forgiveness into his actions. You will be able to provide me with examples of this other through-line pattern if you go looking for them. The nature of comics is to be inconsistent.

Secondly the existence of that other pattern does not negate the existence of this one. People and characters are complex, and perfectly capable of holding two patterns of belief within themselves, even when they conflict to this degree. You can absolutely synthesize these two ideas into a single messy Batman philosophical vibescape.

Finally and most importantly to this essay: he has mercy on killers the same way that werewolf hunters sometimes have mercy on someone who is clearly struggling against their monsterous nature, especially if they were turned in exceptional circumstances or against their will. They understand that they are sick, damned beasts, cursed to always be fighting against themselves and the evil they harbor within. It is vitally kind to help them fight themselves by curtailing their autonomy in helpful ways and providing them with chances to do some good to make up for their eternal moral deficiency.

I think in many comics Batman views killers as lost souls. Battered and tormented monsters who must be pitied and given mercy wherever possible. (The connections to mental health, addiction, and rampant, horrifying ableism towards people struggling with both is unavoidable, but addressing it is sadly outside of the scope of this essay.)

Above all, the greatest care possible must be taken to never, ever let yourself become one of them, because once you have transformed the beast will forever be within you growing stronger.

To Batman, it is the most noble burden, the highest mercy, the most important commandment: Thou shalt suffer the monsters to live.

[rosepascal]

BTS of We Can Be Heroes w/Pedro Pascal

[kory-dany]

dick basically telling kory that he wants to impregnate her being (one of) the last thing he says on this show ever… there will never be anything like this show again 😭😭

[andstuffsketches]

[Drawing of a Spider-sona, "Orb Weaver". They are a person with pale skin and short, curly red hair. They are sitting in a wheelchair that is gray with gold wheels, with two versions: "normal" mode (see below), with a manual wheelchair, and "super" mode (see above), where the wheels have separated into pieces and unfolded into spider legs. In super mode, the wheelchair also has a tall "thorax" back made of teal hard light, and more hard light screens Orb Weaver is tapping at. The back of the chair has a zig-zag shaped "signal" coming out the top, mimicking the shape of orb weaver spider webs. Small signals come out of fly-like drones as well. Orb Weaver is wearing a yellow suit with black gloves and boots, a gray torso, and zippers down the sides of the shirt. There is gold accents and their face is uncovered, with big Spider-man glasses.]

@coldwind-shiningstars's Spider-sona, Orb Weaver! They work from the shadows with their technological skills! 🕸️

[swugflower]

Every kid has their own room at Wayne manor, of course, whether they live their permanently, live their half time, have moved out or swear that they hate Bruce and everyone in the family.

And yet everyone just sleeps wherever, completely ignoring the separate rooms.

Dick is home with a perfectly good room of his own, but he’ll just sleep in Tim’s bed. Doesn’t matter for Tim because he has already decided that he’ll sleep in Dukes bed. Cass felt like sleeping in Jason’s room, who also wanted to sleep in Dukes bed, but is now sleeping in Damian’s. Damian decided to just sleep in a guest room in turn. Duke is sleeping in Steph’s room after seeing someone in his bed.

Bruce is slightly concerned, but since everyone is fine with it, he just lets it slide. The kids usually stay away from his bed, but if they don’t he can cope.

The only bed completely off limits is Alfred’s bed. Don’t try him, he will get his shoot gun.

[withacapitalp]

Joyce goes to the graveyard on Thursdays. 

Jim’s shift ends at 5:30 on Thursdays, and her's ends at 6:00. He usually stops along the way to get them both a cup of coffee, and he stands at the counter of Melvald’s and shoots the shit with her for the last fifteen minutes of her workday. No matter what customers she dealt with during the day, whatever challenges came her way, it all gets erased by the soft rumble of Jim’s laughter and the way his eyes sparkle when he looks at her. 

Then, like clockwork, six o’clock comes. Joyce kisses him on the cheek, nothing more than a peck, punches her card into the time clock, and drives to the graveyard. Jim offers to go with her every week, but she always says no. This is one of those things that have to be done alone.

Bob’s grave is well kept. She always brings flowers- purple hyacinths- but there’s usually some other flowers sitting there too. Bob wasn’t a dynamic man, but he loved well and he loved plenty, and there are many who still want to show him gratitude for that love. Joyce is one of them. There’s a clean white headstone marks where his body lays, adorned with a quote that Joyce does not understand. 

Robert Franklin Newby

'Bob'

March 13th, 1947 -  November 4th, 1984

“I will endeavor to resign myself cheerfully to death, and will indulge a hope of meeting you in another world.”

Bob’s brother had chosen it. Apparently it was from some novel that Bob had loved, one of the books that he always suggested Joyce read, even though she never had the time to read these days. The night he died, after all of the kids were sound asleep in piles of blankets and limbs in her living room, Joyce had sat at the kitchen table and written down every single recommendation she could remember. Books, movies, music, any of the things Bob had told her she should try. 

She had read through fifteen of the forty two books on the list so far, but she still hadn’t found that quote. Joyce hopes that she’ll understand it when she finally finds the book it comes from, that somehow finding the quote is going to make Bob dying make sense. 

But until then she has Thursdays, and hyacinths, and a broken heart.