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dc-multiverse-week · 2 months
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Earth-32: Home of merged versions of DC Comics characters such as, Bat Lantern, Black Arrow, Wonderhawk, Aquaflash, and Super-Martian
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vampiregokudera · 4 months
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YoungJusticeFashionWeek2024 day 5 - Baby it's cold outside
Reasons for Tim to read the team group chat - he too will be warned in advance that there will be a mission in a snowy city.
Luckily for him his friends are nice (if you don't count the teasing).
The hat is Kon's, the scarf - Bart's and the earmuffs are Cassie's.
And of course it helps that said friends have other ways of keeping warm. And Secret straight up doesn't feel the cold...
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dc-comics-fashion · 4 months
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Do you have any outfits for Bruce Wayne?
Yes, I've got several! Here are a few:
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malinda-knowles · 9 months
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Garden Life: Flowers and Even Strawberries for Spring/Summer 2024 Runway Shows
Garden Life: Flowers and Even Strawberries for Spring/Summer 2024 Runway Shows #nyfw #lfw #designer #fashion
Simone Rocha Photo Credit: Ben Broomfield Photography Simone Rocha Photo Credit: Carlo Scarpato/Gorunway.com Good morning! Have you been watching the fashion month shows? I couldn’t help but notice the floral trend on the runway. Yes, April showers bring may flowers but it’s defintely present on the runway along with the see-through trend. And I see plus-size is being included more and more as…
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betterthanbatman1 · 8 months
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Quick little sketch of Dukeeee
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artofabookworm · 1 year
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Pronouns she cause I’ll never be her.
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evilmagician430 · 2 months
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personally i think, just like it's important for any given person to be in touch with their "feminine" side, i also think it's important for everyone to be in touch with their "masculine" side. nobody is 100% stereotypically masculine or feminine. even the girly girls each have some sort of quirk that's considered traditionally masculine, and even the most manly men have some traditionally feminine traits. the sooner you realize this the sooner; not just for the wellbeing of others but also for yourself and allowing yourself to discover hobbies and interests you enjoy and getting rid of any shame you have over habits that don't fall into the "masc" or "fem" image you've curated. be yourself be unique be a monster
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chistylingworld · 3 months
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jamesmarsdenfan · 1 year
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stoneyocean · 4 months
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Iron Man Collection
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elmain-lavliya · 1 year
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vampiregokudera · 3 months
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YoungJusticeFashionWeek2024 EXTENDED day 4 - Ballet and other dances
This time with a panicky Slobo and a guest appearance from Cassandra Cain :D
Dance performance costumes are so beautiful!
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dc-comics-fashion · 1 year
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Outfit for Koriand’r “Starfire”
Tommy Now Spring/Summer 2019
for day 7 of Kory Week 2023
@starfirecentral
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rboooks · 1 year
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DC x DP: The Adoptive Son
Danny Fenton gets lost in the Infinite Releams and without the Infinite Map, he has no hope finding his way home.
After wandering for weeks, he quickly realizes his human side is dying from lack of food and stress. With a heavy heart, he crashes lands in a new world, desperate for rest.
A new world that was seemed to behind in terms of technology. But he's not afraid of helping the world catch up if it means finding a way home.
He crashed in the middle of nowhere forest and after three days of walking by foot- too worn out to fly- he comes across Gotham.
Taking a page out of Vlad's book- as much as it makes him feel sick- he possesses people to get himself set up in the new world. He needs to find somewhere with enough money that he can build a S.O.S for his friends to find him.
And he needs resources to survive.
He finds a wealthy family who is so invested in breaking each other apart they didn't notice their sudden ease in wanting to adopt Danny.
Seemingly overnight, the Crowne family went from slowly collapsing to once more being at the top due to their adopted son Danny Crowne's genius mind. Despite his young age, his adoptive father allowed him to turn the family business from fashion design to medical and technical advances.
At age fourteen he sat within the board meetings slowly but surely taking over and raising the company's stocks and power.
They developed the first heart pumps, made leaps and bounds in cancer treatment, and created software and computer programs that and their prosthetics were the most advanced in the world.
There were rumors that the head design for all engineering projects- including the prosthetics- were all done by Danny Crowne. They were never confirmed.
Even business deals done by the Crownes were suspiciously so far in their favor many believed they were making deals with the multiple families of Gotham's underbelly.
That was also never proven.
Despite all the whispers about him, Danny Crowne was considered one of the brightest minds in Gotham. Everyone who spoke to him claimed he was a soft-spoken gentleman and was even compared to royalty from his regal composition.
Personally, Bruce has always had a bad feeling about Danny Crowne. He knows the boy is off in some way, all his Instincts scream danger when he's around.
At first, he was ecstatic to hear the Crownes had also adopted an orphan from a poor background. It had been a few years after he had gotten his ward, Dick. Despite it being five years since he first accepted Dick into his home, his ward had not made any friends besides Barbara Gordon. None of the elite children gave Dick the time of day pass making passive aggressive comments about him.
Then the news of Danny Crowne broke, and everyone knew he had practically been picked off the streets after the CPS had forced him into the juvenile hall as the only place that had space for him.
Just like Dick.
He had hoped that a similar past would help the two boys bond. He had tried pushing Dick into speaking to Danny, and had gone out of his way to personally invite the young man to a party he threw for all of Dicks classmates.
The first thing Danny Crowne did upon arriving at his house was step away from the crowd and study Bruce's home wiring. Dick later told him Danny made him feel strange, like the other boy would be one the loons they stopped during the night.
Bruce, stop pushing for their friendship.
Time moved on, but Crownes only grew in power, and by the time he took in Jason, Danny Crowne inherited his family assets after his adoptive parents mysterious deaths.
They began to look into Danny after Nightwing had discovered a trail of dangerous experiments from shell companies that all led back to Crowne Co. Jason also mentioned that a lot of street kids disappeared after Danny Crowne had turn his sights on them with a new charity program his company ran.
No one knew what happened to the kids and no one in the legal system seemed to care.
Bruce thought about the Crownes rise to wealth and felt sick. Had Danny been running a trafficking ring since his adoption? Had that escaped Batman's notice for four years?
Despite the fact they were still at eachother throats, both Bruce and Dick agreed to work togther to bring Danny Crowne down. How?
Simple.
Danny Crowne was openly bisexual and, according to Jason, who was half-raised by working girls, his eyes always followed Dick around the room.
Operation Honey Pot was a go.
(Danny didn't mean to stay here for four years but had built himself a home, and no natural portals were opening. He figured he could secretly construct his while helping abused kids find safe ways out of the city and start new lives. Technically illegal, no one had batted an eye when the kids vanished, so he figured getting them somewhere safe was more important. Indeed Batman had better things to do than track down kids in better foster homes. He test-ran the homes himself before placing the children. Yes, overshadowing made him feel bad, but he rather experienced the house before overshadowing the social workers into legalizing the stay under new names. He was sick of them sticking kids in juvenile halls just cause other foster homes were "out of jurisdiction".
At least his charities helped the age out kids succeed in life.
Now why was handsome Dick Grayson winking at him??? Gosh, that made him more nervous than all the lessons Clockwork forced him to take back when he was training to take the Ghost Throne. The classes helped him become one of the best CEO in the world, but they were also the reason he got into this whole mess to begin with. At least he looked regal when he spoke. )
( Part 2 ) (part 3)
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faeriekit · 10 months
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New In Town (dp x dc)
ALRIGHT! 👏🏽 A prompt. (Or, well. A premise.) I’m schtealing a lot of worldbuilding from @mediumsizedpidegon‘s post here so bear with me please.
The Bats, however they catch wind of Amity, catch wind of Amity Park. Of course they do. Amity Park has a very distinct presence— Or, well, a lack of a presence. It may have an abundance of documented weirdness online, from folk stories to abandoned livestreams to concerning details in expats’ online blogs.
But there is no online evidence of Amity Park that leaves Amity Park.
So. What is a family of detectives to do when confronted with the need to gather physical evidence? Road Trip, baby!🏄🏽‍♂️🚗🚞🚡
Everyone hops in the car/Batplane and makes their way to Amity Park; they make hotel reservations, ring up the only reasonably rich enough people to even touch their social circle (the Manson family, and Vlad Masters, apparently), make an itinerary for all the documented tourist stops to hit up while in town off the town website, and prepare themselves for whatever dimensional weirdness is causing a complete tech blackout on the town and an inability to be found by satellite.
They get about ten feet into Amity proper when they meet the first local.
His name is Danny. He’s nice! Affable. He looks a lot like any other Wayne sibling, actually, if a little on the younger side. He notices it’s their first time in town. Do they need any help getting around?
Best way to get information is to ingratiate with a local, so...sure, why not? They get a free tour guide, Danny gets to show off his town; they see all the sights, like the local burger joint, the school, the Manson home, the town hall, the city proper. They’re having a clothing swap in the temple parking lot, actually. You should go check it out!
For whatever reason, it’s all...Punk? Goth? There’s a couple of lolita dressed tossed in, and some crocheted things. Everyone has a trunk out their car, eyeliner, and at least two piercings in their face; everyone here seems to know each other on a personal level. Well, small towns are small towns. Whatever.
Danny isn’t deterred by their reactions. If they want, there’s the movie in park tonight! If not, they can catch dinner, though; their hotel restaurant closes at 8pm sharp. (He just...knows this off the top of his head?)
They split up. Some of the family people watch at the restaurant. Everyone is...weirdly courteous to them. A little standoffish. But not at the Wayne name, just at...them being there.
The people at the park find out they’re watching The Night of the Living Dead. This would be much more normal if the park wasn’t also clearly the cemetery, in the middle of July? Which is. Why? It’s not even for any holiday or special time of the year? It’s just...clearly a movie night in the summer? There are little kids here, playing among the gravestones while their parents set out blankets and snacks. Why is this considered a family event??
Well. At least Jason has fun.
Everyone goes to bed and reconvenes in the morning. When they wake up and roll out for the day, Danny manages to find them again, this time with two new friends, bright and chipper in the morning. There’s a farmer’s market today! Everyone’s worked really hard on this week’s harvest; don’t they want to see?
...Sure?
And the longer they’re in Amity Park, the more they begin to realize how convenient it is, that they’re ferried around so easily; that there’s immediately a local who takes a liking to them, that there’s always something else to do; how suspicious it is that no data can get in or out of Amity now that they’re in it, or how they can’t seem to get close to any of the more suspicious parts of town they want to infiltrate. The town is entirely closed to outside influences. The fashion trends are strange and foreign. They only eat things grown in the area, by people they know, and it’s all sort of...green. Everyone knows everyone. Everyone knows where to go. Who to talk to. The superstitions— make no wishes, step on no cracks, wear no large jewelry, cross no shadows of any person (living or dead, apparently), speak to no one without full view of their eyes. 
But nothing seems dangerous— not until a few of them try to investigate Axiom Labs, a subsidiary of the otherwise national Dalvco company, and are met to the face with a blaster that uses tech they’ve never seen, by a red fighter in an ultra-synthetic suit.
Overnight, the extremely polite and welcoming town becomes a hostile entity to fight their way out of.
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skirter01 · 1 year
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Hand in the Cookie Jar (Dp x Dc)
It had just ticked over to 5:00pm when Jason finally decided that homicide was justified. He flicked off the sheets like a man crazed, and big-foot stomped his way to the front door, ever in the image of a childish temper tantrum. Although, in his defence, it was more than warranted. Apparently some ill educated, simple minded, selfish pleb of an individual couldn’t quite seem to comprehend that the world didn’t revolve around them, and had been persistently slamming a door, a window - slamming something! In the apartment next door. And Jason – who had been trying to catch an hour or so of shut eye before he’d be grappling across the city all night kicking rogue ass  – had been slowly, for the past 20 minutes, losing his fucking patience. 
“Fucking stupid fuck.” He grumbled, snatching a crumpled black shirt from the back of the lounge and working it over his shoulders, before shoving a pistol down the back of his shorts. For…reasons.
For the past year since he’d moved into this apartment in the narrows, Jason had enjoyed the relative serenity of not having a neighbour, with a corner apartment and an empty room on each side for his only company. However, a week ago that had changed. He hadn’t seen who had moved in, nor had he had a problem with them up until today, but this…slamming of doors? Unacceptable. Not everyone worked 9-5 and slept on a regular schedule. Someone was due for a reality check. 
He swung the door open with far more force than necessary, his agitation at the reigns, fully prepared to give a mouthful to the selfish asshole next door, only to stop in his tracks completely at the sight of a half naked, wiry brunette with his hand halfway through the wooden front door of the apartment next to his. 
His hand…in the door? 
What in the mother-
The guy in question, who’d been whispering a bucketload of non-Alfred approved expletives under his breath at said door, abruptly stopped at the sound of Jason's door opening and looked over, frozen, like a kid caught with a hand in the cookie jar. 
Green met blue…no, blue met blue, wait what. Jason blinked. Blue eyes? But hadn’t they been…?
“Well this is awkward.” Door guy muttered flatly, then looked down at himself, as if suddenly realising his state of undress. “Although, I guess the NASA shorts weren’t gonna win any fashion awards anyway.” 
Jason’s eyes narrowed, “Stuck?” 
Door guy’s eyes snapped to his hand, as if he’d forgotten it was still halfway through the door. “Ah, that,” he pulled back his arm, bringing his hand out of the wood. Jason’s hand darted to his pistol. “I was just…practising a magic trick. Hard industry it is out there in the magic world, just refining my skills before the–“
“You’re a meta.” 
“No shit sherlock.”
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