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No Spoilers Harley!⁠ •⁠ As always; we want to put a friendly reminder out there to not spoil new movies. ⁠ •⁠ 📸 @knockedoutfilms⁠ •⁠ Harley Designer: @erinbenach⁠ Spidey Pattern: @arachnidstudios ⁠ Spidey Suit: @therpcstudio⁠ •⁠ #marvelvsdc #marveldc #dccinematicuniverse #margot #harleyquinncosplay #harleyquinnsuicidesquad #harleyquinn #tomhollandspiderman #peterparker #spidermancostume #spiderverse #cosplayersofig #spidermanfans #avengers2 #closetcosplay #spidermancosplay #dccomic #avengers3 #friendlyneighborhoodspiderman #spidermansuit (at Landmark's Lagoon Cinema) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdOr63ruQQE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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vitinho2004 · 4 months
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DESPERTE O HERÓI QUE EXISTE DENTRO DE VOCÊ!!!!!!!
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panjam-underscore · 1 year
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sorry i’ve been gone for so long i’ve just been preoccupied with school and stuff :(( but here’s starfire to brighten up my lovely followers’s sundays ‼️💜 literally in love with her so show this post some love <3 • • • • #starfire #starfireteentitans #starfirefanart #titans #titansfanart #teentitans #teentitansfanart #teentitansgo #teentitansstarfire #starfirexrobin #dc #dccomics #dcuniverse #dcfanart #marveldc #dcartist #dcart #fanart #fanartist #animefanart #animeart #animeartist #cartoonfanart #artist #art #digitalart #digitalartist #aestheticart #characterart #characterdesign https://www.instagram.com/p/CpahQM-uewq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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viralnews-1 · 1 year
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James Cameron Criticizes Marvel/DC Films for Lack of Emotional Stakes
James Cameron Criticizes Marvel/DC Films for Lack of Emotional Stakes
The Marvel and DC franchises boast a mammoth fan base across the world who adore their comic universes and their diverse superheroes. While some celebrated filmmakers help make up that list, science fiction, and epic titan James Cameron begs to differ. According to the Avatar director, movies from both comic franchises simply lack the depth to tickle his fancy, even going so far as to say that…
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Imagine Trying to Cheer Nanaue up With a Makeover:
A/N: I love Nanaue/King Shark from The Suicide Squad very much and I haven’t written an imagine in forever, so here’s a silly thing I came up with at like 2am a couple of nights ago. Also Reader is a part of the Suicide Squad in this so... yeah. Also, this was beta read but it was beta read at 5am so... yeah, lol.
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    “Do you think he ever gets bored of like… just wearing jeans?”
    Cleo stopped staring out of the bus’s window to glance down at you slumped against her shoulder, then to where Nanaue was sitting across the aisle pouting. She looked back at you and after a moment gave a low-energy shrug. “I don’t know, I don’t think he seems to mind. He’s probably more upset about the fake moustache.”
    Poor Nanaue, not being allowed to join the rest of Task Force X-slash-the Suicide Squad in the gentlemen’s club to find the Thinker. Your skills on the team included using technology to make realistic illusions that would have dealt with the “King Shark doesn’t have a feasible disguise” problem that DuBois and Rick were using to keep Nanaue out of the public eye but when you offered up the suggestion, you were shut down by the secondary issue of the demigod seeing every living creature as food. So there you were, feeling bad that Nanaue couldn’t join the fun as the bus slowly pulled up to the club.
    “Well, guess it’s time,” Cleo commented at you. She lightly shrugged and you moved off of her so she could place Sebastian on her shoulder instead. Then she stood up and adjusted the dress she was wearing as her own disguise. 
Sebastian gave you a cheerful wave and squeak as he passed and you smiled and gave him a quick head pat in return. You however made no other move to prepare to leave the bus, which had Cleo quirking an eyebrow at you and shooing you to move so she could get past.
“I don’t think I’m going to go,” you said as you pulled your legs up onto the chair and wriggled your way across the seat to give her room to get out.
“Why not? It might be fun.” Despite her very casual attempt to convince you, your rat-controlling friend shuffled past you into the aisle.
“Might be,” you admitted, “but it’s not fair that all of us aren’t able to go. Besides, I don’t drink and clubs aren’t really my scene.”
Cleo snorted and offered you a smirk. “And you think it’s mine? Or his?”
She pointed and you looked over at Abner, the Polka Dot Man, who was trying to decide whether or not he should tuck in his shirt while Dabois and Rick tried to brief the team in the aisle next to him, with very little success.
You smirked back. “To be fair, you look very pretty. Like my grandma. In her coffin.”
The comment earned you a flick to the forehead, which made you snicker. Then Cleo shoved her hand into your face as she flipped you off but she had a goodnatured smile on her face all the while. “Fuck you.”
“Hey,” Rick suddenly hollered in your direction, and the two of you jolted to look over; he was coming your way. He stopped in front of you and Cleo, grabbing the back of the seat in front of you as he threw an expectant look your way. “What are you doing? Get up, we’re about to go.”
You frowned and looked over at Nanaue again, who had now moved to grumble in the back of the bus. His back was facing the rest of the team in pouting defiance.
“[Y/N],” Rick scolded, “no.”
You turned back to the man with a puppy dog-eyed pout. Outside of Harley Quinn, you were the longest reoccurring member of the Suicide Squad–killing, robbing, and being good at your job had a habit of doing that to people under Amanda Wallace’s thumb–so you and Rick knew each other well. Well, not well; you barely knew each other really, but you had a love-hate relationship that you enjoyed. That is, you loved to give him shit and he was forced to admit that you were a pretty good asset and thus had to endure you. 
“Ricky,” you whined, flinging yourself over his arms, “he looks so sad, though.”
Rick sighed but made no move to remove you. He knew that if he actually tried to wrangle you, you would do the exact opposite of what he ordered you to do, so he tried half-hearted reasoning. “We are this close of being done here, [Y/N], and this whole thing would be a lot easier if you could just… illusion us in and out of there.”
You gasped, eyes growing starry as you stared up at him. The expression changed from lovestruck to morbidly amused in a flash as you smirked, “Aw, Richard, are you saying you need me?”
“I’m saying it would be easier–”
“Say please~”
“No.”
“Please~?”
Rick looked like he wanted to bash his head into the nearest wall. The thought made you giggle. After a few moments of what you assumed was silently begging whatever higher powers existed to give him patience, the soldier’s eyes rolled back to glare at you. “Please, would you just–”
“What’s going on?” DuBois yelled from the front of the bus. You peeked over Rick’s shoulder and saw his older war buddy glaring. The man, first name being Robert and alias being Bloodsport but you liked DuBois better, was messing with his mundane clothes like everyone else with. You supposed that being imprisoned for a while with only orange jumpsuits to wear would make any other clothing feel a little odd. 
You answered before Rick could with an aggressive wave in DuBois’s direction, just to make sure he knew who was talking. “I’m not going!”
DuBois’s eyebrows flew up his forehead. “You’re not going? Why?”
“They are,” Rick tried to intervene, “Just give us a minute–”
“We don’t have a minute!”
“We also don’t need a minute!” you chimed in. You sat high up on your knees on the bus seat and tapped Rick’s nose with a finger. “I’m not going. The idea of needle-head man freaks me out and it’s probably smarter to leave Nanaue versus a very nom-nom-looking human bus driver, yeah?”
You heard shuffling from behind you followed by a questioning sound from the shark-man in question. “Nom-nom?”
“No,” Rick, DuBois, and Cleo sounded at once, then Rick gave you a glare.
The kindly stating that you weren’t going didn’t seem to work but pointing out that you were more qualified to keep Nanaue from eating people than Milton was definitely a swaying argument. Just for added effect, you clasped your hands together and gave Rick your best puppy eyes and smile once more, although it once again cracked and turned into an expression that was a little more unsettling when you pleaded, “I’ll be good, I promise! C’mon, Dick Flag!”
“Heh, dick-flag,” Cleo snorted next to you.
Rick frowned but you could tell his resolve was cracking. “You’re not much better than the bus driver. Probably worse. You killed 500 people in two days because you said they all looked like your ex.”
Your eye twitched. “They did! At the time. And if he hadn’t cheated on me and stolen my money, it would have never been a problem.”
DuBois broke first. “Flag, we don’t have time. We’ll figure out something else, let’s just get the hell out of here.”
For a moment, Rick looked like he was preparing to argue further but he quickly decided it wasn’t worth it. He pointed a warning finger at you before turning and walking to the front of the bus, then out of it. One by one, the other squad members followed, until Cleo and Sebastian came up the rear and the two waved at you before departing.
“And then there was three,” you chirped to no one at all, although you were still in the presence of the pouting Nanaue and Milton the bus driver. You sat and waited until your teammates disappeared into the club, then twisted in your seat to face your sharky companion. “Hey, Nanaue!”
Nanaue only grunted in response. After being disappointed twice now, he wasn’t willing to take the bait for a possible third.
You had no intentions of disappointing him, though. You hopped over the back of the bus seat, then the next two, until you were sitting in the same row as him with only an aisle separating you. You waited there for a moment to see if you would earn anymore acknowledgement and when you didn’t, you slid over to sit directly next to him.
The so-called King Shark’s small, dark eyes watched you but when you got closer, he harrumphed and turned as far away from you as he could without literally leaving the bus through one of the windows. You gave him a gentle pat on the shoulder but his only response was to cross his arms and growl over his shoulder at you, “Go away.”
“But Nanaue, how will we go explore the town without each other?” you asked. In the meantime, you pulled up the sleeve of your disguise’s puffy blouse and fiddled with the dials on an augmented arm brace that you wore underneath. Once you were satisfied, you pressed a button on the brace an a small puff of pink smog was released from a grate on the device’s wrists. For anyone else, the puff was simply a small billow of colored air that smelled a bit sweet, but you knew that there was an army of microscopic nanobots following your orders. As the smoke dispersed, you pulled down your sleeve again and wafted a breeze in Nanaue’s direction.
“No exploring,” Nanaue pouted, “No disguise. No fake moustache.” Then he caught a whiff of your brace’s work and shifted to catch you still waving air at him. “Ew. What is that?”
“Well,” you started, then paused as you took a glance at the bus window to confirm your nanobots were working. The reflection in the glass showed you sitting next to a random, albeit large, human man instead of a sharky hybrid and you grinned. With a point at the window to draw Nanaue’s attention there, you continued, “It’s not a fake moustache but it’s one heck of a disguise.”
Nanaue looked at the window, then grunted in confusion at it. You drew his attention to the reflection itself and then he growled at the reflection that didn’t seem to look like it belonged to him, only for him to be surprised that that the human reflection moved with him. You watched with an amused little smirk as he executed some tests; he raised a webbed hand and the human reflection followed, he tilted his head and the reflection did the same. It took him a little while to get to the most obvious conclusion–that the human reflection following his movements was in fact his own–but then he looked at you as he raised both hands to his face, patting lightly. He groaned confusedly with a twinge of sadness, “Human?”
“Oh, gosh, no,” you said as you quickly shook your head. You placed your hands over the shark-man’s own and squeezed, giving his face a squish. “You’d be much less fun that way, promise. I just gave you a little disguise of your own so you wouldn’t feel left out on the party! You’re still all sharky-like, I just changed what everyone else sees.”
“Party?” Nanaue echoed as he dropped his hands. His head lurched to look towards the club where the rest of the team had gone.
“I mean we could go in the stuffy boring bar,” you admitted with a tilt of your head and a bored sigh for effect, “or we could take a walk on the town. Check out the stores, try some of the local cuisines, have a nom-nom chaser or two…”
Nanaue’s eyes shined like little black pearls; he didn’t get some of the words you were saying, like cuisine, but he certainly understood nom-noms. He got to his feet, jostling you and the entire bus in the process, and pushed into the center aisle. In the process, one soft, silvery hand engulfed your own human-toned one and Nanaue dragged you after him. “Friend and Nanaue get nom-noms!”
You would have clapped if you had both hands free but you simply grinned and followed Nanaue off the bus, much to bus driver Milton’s dismay.
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“Nanaue~” you sang from your perch on a chaise-style lounge chair in a random clothing boutique. The rest of your sentence faded off a bit as your eyes caught a particularly interesting tidbit in the magazine that you were perusing and you casually kicked your feet as you looked the text over. Towards the end of the reading, you remembered that you had been saying something and shook your head to refocus. “Nanaue, how’s it going in there?”
Some grumbles sounded and the curtain that separated from you from the dressing room that your companion was in shivered. From the gap between the floor and the curtain’s end, you could see Nanaue’s feet turning, and a bulge appeared caused by his dorsal fin appeared briefly in the fabric as his back faced the exit. Eventually, he got twisted around enough in the tiny space to be able to grab the curtain, but rather than pulling it open properly, he yanked it off it’s rail completely and tossed it to the side.
You tossed your magazine to the side and clapped as he wriggled himself free from the dressing room and stepped out into the viewing area. “Look at you! What an outfit for a man! So much better than some of the stuff that everyone else was wearing, like that god-awful yellow shirt that Rick had on. Didn’t fit him too bad, though.”
Not too long into your and Nanaue’s tour, you managed to find a store that sold clothes for larger men. With some minor editing–like tearing a hole in shirts for a fin and hemming some pant legs–you were able to come up with enough outfits for Nanaue to give you a little fashion show and the demigod, high on exploration and human flesh, was in a good enough mood to give you what you wanted. Instead of his usual and only pair of ratty shorts, Nanaue now wore a pair of what looked like jeans but were made with a stretchier fabric along with a tank top and a brightly patterned button-up polo shirt. 
“And I thought the jean jacket was the best one.” You chirped as you hopped to your feet. You tried to circle him and assess the outfit from all angles but to no avail because Nanaue started turning with you. You checked out the outfit in the three old mirrors that faced the viewing area from different angles instead and noticed the collar of the overshirt twisted oddly–probably because it wasn’t really a shirt meant for people with fins on their backs–so you stepped up to Nanaue and fixed it for him. Then you stepped back and placed your hands on your hips with an approving nod. “This one’s definitely the best. What do you think?”
Nanaue shrugged but then appeared to notice one of the mirrors for the first time. He eyed himself a bit and flapped his arms, then shrugged again. “Okay.”
“That’s all?”
“Mhm. Hungry.”
You sighed but you couldn’t really blame him. He was quite big, after all.
“Well, let’s head out then. Sorry for the lack of cash, Ms. Shopowner, Ma’am! You’ll just have to put it on our tab.” You waved over to the counter, where the bloody remains of an arm sat on the glass, then headed toward the shattered front window of the boutique with Nanaue in tow. “Wait, do clothing stores even have tabs? Hm.”
Nanaue shrugged yet again and grabbed the leftover arm as he ambled after you. 
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kideternity · 3 months
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I wanna say since like maybe 2022 Ive found it increasingly harder to read like comics and in 2024 I would like to try and read comics more frequently again but I think it will follow the path instead Ive already been going on which is reading indie comics webcomics and manga and other forms (Ive been pondering getting into European comics too especially Eastern European comics) of non Big Two American Cape comics like Marvel or DC. I think Ive finally reached a proper like burn out stage for MarvelDC content but I still love comics. I will always love comics and that includes Superheroes. I just need to first read comics that will remind me why exactly I love it you know
Anyways if anyone has any good recommendations, hmu ✌️
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feintenstein · 1 year
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guys listen I love you and admire your work and dedication to a topic- but I can stand the endless spray of superheros no longer.
MCU or DC or whatever the hell I don't think I ever want to see a conventionally attractive, clean shaven, & latexed up 40 sum year old ever again (girl you DO NOT look 40 you look 12 years of age. who are you trying to deceive.) I'm going to lose it monkey style
I respect people liking their things however I do not respect this thing. for really no rational reason other than "I have been tormented with these images and generic backstories"
You can block me if you're a superfan idm I'm sure you're actually a great person overall- but gee wiz please I do not want these faux mannequins in my mindscape anymore.
All in all: im filtering the tags thats really all i needed to say to be honest thank u for reading
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pigeonneaux · 2 years
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AUUUURGHH I WANT CONTENT OF MY BLORBOOOOOOOES (<- in a dead non existent fandom)
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oliveroctavius · 11 months
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okay this is a Fresh-off-the-movie take and not a properly thought out essay yet, but ATSV reminded me of thoughts I was having on the diversification of superheroes.
Superheroes have a long history of popular (predominantly white male presumably cishet) characters. Because of the MarvelDC model, any new diverse writers/characters have to be slotted into the preexisting structure. Brand new characters are a risk; the popular ones tend to be (1) AU versions or (2) legacy characters.
there's this bit, in the Spider-Verse comics, where Pavitr has this cosmic horror moment where he suddenly understands that he's a 4-issue miniseries variant of a popular character.
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This gets brushed off with a "how do you know they're not copies of you? You Have Worth!!" speech, but Pavitr's observation is objectively correct.
Miguel's line is that some things are "canon events", neutral laws of the universe. But the projection in his web are all of Peter's story being told and re-told, revealing the truth: This is a particular person's story. To treat it as universal makes the variants' diversity no more than aesthetic-level deep. Which isn't how it has to be.
In the context of the comics, both Miles and Miguel aren't AUs, but legacy characters, and not even traditional ones--the torch isn't passed on, Spider-Man just died and they have his name now! "Peter Parker died because you became Spider-Man!" Miguel screams at Miles in ATSV, an insane thing to say. It's also objectively true. Spider-Man only dies for good when Marvel has found another Spider-Man to replace him.
ATSV isn't the first to touch this theme (Kamala Khan's comics intro gets into it bigtime) but man. Is there a place for new voices at the franchise-table if their perspectives say something structurally different? Will your book get cancelled and your world end? Is a place at the table truly something you want?
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The thing that always gets me about the Spider-Man stuff is that the comics have most/all of the stuff that ML is trying and failing to pull off? Lore. Romance. Identity shenanigans. An ensemble cast of well rounded supporting characters. Meaningful relationships. Plucky, creative, and intelligent protagonist. Black cat themed love interest. Melding slice of life with overarching storylines. The Flash is also really good for all of that (especially if you're more into the cosmic/supernatural elements) except the black cat themed love interest. Just read comics. Plus some of the AUs I've seen for Miraculous (like yours lmao) are so much better than canon. Again, usually in a comic format. I apologize for telling people to read
*laughs* no you're right.
i recently got my hands on a physical copy of the artbook, and one of the things that stuck out to me was...
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if there wasn't any doubt about the spiderman paralells..
anyway, yeah. There's lots of great stories that do what Ladybug does but better. Especially in the comics sphere.
I personally don't care for marveldc, so i can't confirm but yea
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sophiefallenangel · 11 months
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communistchilchuck · 9 months
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to be honest with you i think that ben would fucking hate azbats or at least be very easily ticked off by him so if there was ever a marveldc pre-amalgam style crossover the team up would be a minor successful disaster but its still fun to think about. thats what makes it fun, even
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vitinho2004 · 4 months
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DESPERTE O HERÓI QUE VIVE DENTRO DE VOCÊ!!!!!🦸🏻‍♂️
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panjam-underscore · 2 years
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harley quinn fanart <3 pay no attention to the freakishly tiny hands 🫣🫣 • shares saves and comments are appreciated!! • • • #harleyquinn #harleyquinnsuicidesquad #harleyquinnfanart #harleyquinnart #dcharleyquinn #harleyquinncomic #gotham #gothamfanart #joker #jokerfanart #dc #dcmultiverse #dccomics #dcfanart #dcartist #dcart #comic #comicart #comicfanart #marveldc #dcgirls #art #artist #artwork #fanart #fanartist #digitalart #digitalpainting #digitalartist #aestheticart https://www.instagram.com/p/CiVQYAeubJi/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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ursbearhug · 1 year
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I hate when people ask me for to-watch recommendation, decide to ignore me, and have the caucacity to come back for the exact same request.
Go and watch "Craig of the Creek" you fucking coward.
"But it's for kids!". Yo mama is for kids, you fucking ignorant. You're right, your marvelDC cinema is sooo adult. That's why 90% of the market is overrun by toys - who are primary targeted - for kids. Puhlease. You wouldn't know nuance if it slapped you in the face you absolute trashbag.
"But it's stupid!". You're stupid. Get burnt and get the fuck outta my face you fucking pleb.
Sometimes, I think people who will dismay children's media from the get go as silly or childish, are the same people who think The Best Offer (or La migliore offerta, for my non existent Italian followers) is really deep and meaningful. Like, just because you put a lot of extravagant shots and fancy orchestra music into the movie doesn't make it exquisite. It just makes it expensive to shot.
If it barks, it's a dog; and if it is enjoyable, it's worth seeing.
I'd be more forgiving if somebody watched an episode or two and decided it ain't it (you have weird taste and I wouldn't trust you to pick anything ever again, but you're entitled to your own opinion. Even if it's completely and utterly wrong). Of course children media will be a little juvenile. It's meant for kids. I'm so sorry kids having fun are too slow and boring for you but there are a lot of good messeges in a lot of these episodes. And I'm wondering who's really the stuck up here if you can't take it for what it is; entertaining and witty show for the youngest.
I'm not in place to comment on everything, but Craig of the Creek really has some meaningful depth and commentary in it. My favourite, of course, being how kids explore their romantic feelings; that more often than not, happen to be somewhere on queer spectrum. I was in the exactly same age as Kelsey when I was exploring mine. How kids and their shared imagination brings to life so many adventures. How kids build their own little groups and how these groups can befriend and interact with each other. Some of them come from not-so-great family background and can be somehow assholish every now and then, but then showing they're not just mindless monsters. A lot of the characters are PoC. We get to see how their different cultures affect the way they bond or befriend. There is a lot of eccentricities (which is one of my favourite) and uniqueness in a lot of them. Cringe culture is dead and their living their best lives doing something they find truly enjoyable!
If you take anything from this post please, go watch Craig of the Creek. Also gay sex or whatever.
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