thunder guy

Characters who better be in Young Justice season 3

• Jason Todd
• Cassandra Cain
• Starfire
• Raven
• Victor Stone (Cyborg)
• Reverse Flash
• or Inertia
• Supergirl
• Vibe
• GAN AND TRAVIS WILLIAMS (Thunder and Lightning)
• Darkseid
• Doomsday
• SOME ACTUAL SCREEN TIME FOR GUY GARDNER
• Lois Lane

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Who Needs A Kit?

It Looks As If Kieran Foran Has Sucked His Shorts In Training Today, As He Shows Off His Toned Legs, Muscular Hindquarters, And Thunder Thighs, All The While Demonstrating Incredible Stamina, Strength, And Overall Athletic Skill.

Woof, Baby!

Dallas finding a small dog Imagine

(Ok, I said I was going to do this so…here we go!) 

-Dallas was just casually walking to Buck’s one night when he found a small white puppy.

-He merely glanced at it and then kept walking at first

-The dog had noticed him and began to follow him, to his horror.

-He actually kicked it away

-It yelped in shock and pain, but still came running back.

-“Go away you stupid-ass dog!” he yelled at it.

-Dog tucks its tail between its legs and whimpers.

-He got sad when he noticed it was like Johnny.

-Literally, him kneeling down and apologizing to dog.  

-“I-am sorry.” he gave it a few pats and the shoved it away.

-He walked like 10 blocks before noticing it was still freaking following him.

-He decided he’d just keep it in his pocket of his jacket.

-It fell asleep in his warm coat (so precious!!!)

-He ended up just going to his room alone at Buck’s

-He forgot the dog was in there until he through his coat on the floor and it yipped getting lost in the leather.

-He kind of laughed and fished it out of the sea of leather.

-It just kind of stared at him sitting in his hand.

-Dog pees on him after a few moments.

-He drops dog in disgust and swear a lot

-He ended up apologizing to the dog again.

-Dog licks him and he grimaces full on, because it was actually comforting.

-He falls asleep on his bed with small dog and dog cuddles in his hair. (like i can see it and im dying)

-Next day, Dallas plays with dog.

-He names it Thunder.

-He just thought it fit the lil’ guy.

-Thunder is actually girl.

-Dallas checked *face palm*

-He takes THunder to Curtis’ in his pocket but tells no one.

-They’re all sitting at the table when Pony starts to notice Dal shoving food in his pocket.

-“Dal, what are you doing?”

-“What do ya mean, kid?”

-Thunder pops head from his pocket

-Johnny literally jumped when it happend.

-Thunder falls out of his pocket onto table and sits.

-Darry stared surprised.

-“I found him on the street and he wouldn’t leave me alone” was Dally’s excuse, which was true, but he still got crap for it.

-Johnny really like Thunder and Thunder likes him back.

I can gladly do more on this topic. 

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Gym Inspiration

Manly Man In Grey Tights For A Gray Monday!

Woof, Baby!

jaytr13  asked:

Are there any "geek retro" things that you think are dangerously close to be forgotten by time, even with the internet?

Too many to even begin to answer. I guess my entire blog could be the answer to this question! 

Off the top of my head,it is strange that it fell into the memory hole that part of the reason Tiny Toon Adventures closed down production was because of a furry stalker who sent death threats to the cast. That could have been a film.

What surprises me isn’t what’s forgotten (because forgetting is natural and inevitable with the passage of time), but what’s remembered. I love H.P. Lovecraft to death but I find it surprising that he is the Weird Tales guy that thundered into pop culture, simply because, as good as he was, he wasn’t super-prolific; his correspondence is enormous, but his body of work is smaller. You could read everything Lovecraft wrote in his life in one summer. Also, his work is so context dependent, “inside baseball,” with a billion little shout-outs to all his buddies like Clark Ashton Smith, that I wonder how possible it is to dive in deep and get it. Lovecraft is so big now, that he isn’t even a man anymore, he’s a word: Lovecraftian. 

Part of it is that Lovecraft (like Lord of the Rings) was rediscovered by the 1960s counterculture. Lovecraft was frequently mentioned and influential in one of the most important books of the 20th Century, “The Morning of the Magicians,” which is easily the beginning of the New Age movement. 

Cold Pizza (chapter 4)
  • Jaehyun fluff
  • word count: 1,163
  • chapter 1
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  • chapter 3
  • a/n: here’s chapter 4 after such a loooong time! I hope you guys like it and I hope  this fic is not dead yet, Jaehyun stans pls wake up and read. also, don’t forget to send in any feedback. even if you reblog and add just a little comment lik e’chapter 3 was better’ would do, but please don’t hesitate to tell me how you feel about this fic or chapter or any chapter in general, thank you <33

“Just remember me as a random guy who delivered cold pizza to your house and wanted to stay because he feared rain and thunder.”

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Goddess of Love

Summary: From time to time you have walked the earth, looking for some fun, and why not, love. The 21st century welcomed you with a friend and that friend’s friend. Anyway, I suck at summaries.

Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: Alcohol, language.

A/N: I changed the request a bit, from siren to goddess. Whoopsies. I’m a huge nerd for ancient mythology (Roman and Greek mostly) so yeah. Ever since that Supernatural episode when all gods got together I thought that it was a great idea, anywyay, I hope you like it <3


Ever since the day you came to Earth, you knew you were something else. You had the shape of a human but you were far from being a mere one. From the beginning, you were told you were different and people had made you feel like that. If there was a way to describe you, “the fairest of them all” would have been a good way to do so, but truth be told, you were not exactly a princess. In fact, “goddess” would be the correct term.

Every once in a few centuries, you walked the Earth just to have that glimpse of decadency that humans adored so much and every once in a while you’d fall in love. It was almost a ritual for you and it filled your days with momentary and empty joy. That until the 21st century.

You knew there were other gods walking among humans and you decided to pay them a quick visit. That was how you ran into Thor, but his heart and mind were occupied with someone else, and you didn’t want to screw that up. You had your principles and you respected them as if they were law. Along with the Nordic god of thunder came his step brother Loki, but you didn’t really fancy him. What an arrogant douche bag he was.

But Thor had even more company with him, only these were humans. The first one you met was an also very arrogant man called Tony Stark. He was charming, and he seemed blown away by you, but you were not sure if it was because of your natural ability to enchant people or if his feelings were honest.

You were flirty by nature, but you knew how and when to stop pretending, and so you did, but Tony’s ministrations to you were non-stopping. That was the moment when you realized that everything he said he felt for you was true. You decided to break down the news about your true self over some alcohol.

“You should know,” you said calmly, “I am a goddess.” You played with your own little glass with some human beverage that tasted incredibly good. Whiskey they called it, and they had perfected throughout the years.

“No shit you are.” He laughed heartedly, taking the glass of whiskey to his lips.

“People used to call me Venus… but I find the name rather old fashioned. I’ve been (Y/N) (Y/L/N) for quite a while now and I prefer you calling me like that.” You smiled widely at his natural surprise. “Why do you think I get on so well with Thor?”

“So…” Tony said after a long silence, “is it true that you were born from the sea foam?” He shook his head lightly, trying to seem normal.

“Yes, indeed.” You nodded, chuckling lightly at his question, people’s usual reaction tended to be about your age. “But it’s been quite a while since then so I really have little memories about it.” You shook your head. “I’m guessing you don’t remember the day you were born either.”

“No, not really,” he let out a breathy laugh, “were you ever a kid? I mean, I remember studying ancient Greek mythology in school, but it said nothing about it.”

“No, I was born like this. I don’t remember any of my acquaintances ever being a child,” you shrugged, “I guess we were not meant for childhood as you, humans, were.”

With time, you and Tony got serious, but even though he was cool with dating the Venus herself, he still had some problems with your natural charm. You were instantly loved by everyone you met, men and women equally. It wasn’t like you were making them fall in love with you, the same way you didn’t do with him, but it was just part of your nature. You didn’t ask to be made like this.

It wasn’t until one of his usual parties where you were taken almost against you will, where things got really problematic between you too. He, of course, had drank more than his fair share and you were just exhausted. Thor sat next to you, with a beer in his hand and observed how everyone got drunk, and you two were specially watching how Captain America tried to get drunk with all his willpower, but the poor man couldn’t be any more sober.

“How do you manage,” you sighed, “to be a god and yet have a normal, earthling like, life?”

“You and I rule over different things, Venus—sorry, (Y/N).” He corrected himself. “My power comes from nature or… nature comes from my power, but yours… you rule over people’s hearts… that’s gotta be hard, and I wouldn’t even wish it upon my cruelest enemies.”

“You make it sound like a curse,” you exhaled, “and it is, really.” You admitted after a pause.

“It’s a great weight to carry upon your shoulders, but I’m glad you found someone like Tony to cope it with you.”

“You’re a good guy, Odinson.” You turned your head to him and smiled. “I wish the other thunder guy I know was half as good as you are.”

“Oh there you are!” Tony exclaimed, stinking like alcohol and trying to hold your hand. “My two favorite freaks!” You dreaded the word, and the minute it spilled out of his drunk lips, you pulled your hand away. “Don’t get all prude with me, (Y/N). I know what game you’re playing.”

“Tony, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” You stood up and with your heels clacking on the tile floor, you moved away from him, but he stepped in front of you and cut your way.

“Tony—” Thor tried to intervene, but he was interrupted.

“No, no. Don’t try to defend her.” Tony pointed at him. “I’m sure she must have tricked you with that thing of hers, right?” He cocked an eyebrow at you two. “I’m sure she must have tricked everyone in this room, or am I wrong? Because if you ask me, they all look at you as if they were undressing you, (Y/N).” As much as you tried to walk away, you couldn’t. Tony moved along with you and the feeling of being observed by everyone made you very self-conscious and nervous. “You’re not going anywhere, ma’am.”

“Tony Stark, let go of me.” You grew angrier and embarrassed in equal proportions, in your years of existence, nobody had dared to treat you like that. Worst thing? He wasn’t giving up. “I’m not gonna say it again.”

Next thing you know, Tony is grabbed by his collar by Thor and thrown away as if he was a feather, only he didn’t fall as gracefully. He groaned on the floor, as he rolled over the broken table he had just fallen over. The son of Odin walked to you just to see if you were alright but you were in such shock that you were barely able to pronounce a word. He walked you outside the common room and everyone got immediately sober by the strange scene that just happened before their eyes.

Thor took you to his bedroom to calm you down. He poured some of the beverage he always brought to the parties and handed the glass to you. Your hands were shaking and you could barely take the drink to your lips. Your eyes were fixed on the amberish liquid, but your companion soon interrupted your bewilderment with his deep voice.

“That was unacceptable!” He brawled as he paced in the room. “I have never seen him acting like this!”

“Thor, calm down…” You mumbled. You knew he was as calmed as he could be. You have heard the stories about the wrath of the son of Odin, and his counterpart Zeus was capable of very much the same things. You sighed heavily and drank the content of the glass in one big sip. “Can you take me somewhere else?” you asked after a long silence, shaking your head lightly. “I believe Tony has a lot of properties along the country and I really couldn’t stand to stay the night in your room… I’m sure Jane wouldn’t agree with that.”

“She would understand,” Thor gave you an assuring smile, “but if you’re worried about Stark, I’ll take you wherever you feel more comfortable.”

And with those words, Thor secretly took you to one of the cars that Tony kept in his garage. Even though you wanted to stay as away from him as the Earth could allow, you didn’t want Thor to feel obliged to drive you there. You knew how to do it, and in case you got stopped, you could always get the cops off your back. Thor wished you a safe journey as he embraced you in his big arms. You assured him you’d let him know when you got there, and so you left.

Almost a whole two weeks went by before you got any news from Tony. The man himself had appeared at your front door, or his, by midday. You were in a silk robe that you completely forgot you had. You spent a lot of time at the tower and so most of your clothing was wither there or at your own place. He looked like shit, but as it was still his house, you moved aside to let him in. He asked you to sit down in the sweetest voice you had heard, and you knew immediately that he was sorry for how he had acted.

“(Y/N), first thing is that I’m very sorry for what happened that night.” He started. He was sitting on the white couch and you patiently observed him from the other couch in front of him. “I shouldn’t have said that and I feel terrible because I know I hurt you.” He kept looking at his hands, and you were trying to keep a straight face, but deep inside your façade was crumbling apart. “I said awful things, and I definitely deserved that from Thor. But I never meant to hurt you… I love you, baby.”

“You know,” you gulped, “in the many years I’ve been on Earth, I’ve never felt more embarrassed for being who I am—”

“And I shouldn’t have made you feel like that, (Y/N).” Tony hurried to say. “I am an asshole and I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that…”

“You were drunk.” You said coldly.

“That’s not an excuse, (Y/N), and you know that.” He was right. You were not trying to justify his actions, but you were trying to make him realize that point. “I’m so ashamed for what I did, and… I got it coming, really. I deserved being thrown away by Thor.”

“That’s not what this is about,” you exhaled heavily, “you treated me like a whore, Stark. As if I was the lowest thing in the world. I am not that.”

“You’re right! You’re not one, and I…” his voice cracked, “I just shouldn’t have said that. I mean, you’re seriously the best thing that’s happened to me in a long time, and… I don’t want to lose you. I’ve lost too many people to let you be on that list.”

He got up from “his” couch and got closer to you. Your body tensed as he kneeled in front of you; he intertwined his hands over your knees and looked straight at you, like a lost puppy looking for home. It was hard for you not to fall over it, because you had lost track of the times you had lost arguments over it.

“I want to know if you’re ever gonna accept who I am,” you finally said, trying to avoid his eyes, “and the good and bad things that come with my nature, because if not… then I guess I should leave.” You placed your hands over his to put them away from you.

“No!” He said abruptly, holding your hands and your gaze. His jaw trembled. “(Y/N), no… don’t leave. I know you don’t believe shit of what I just said, but I mean it. Every word.”

“Well, then…” you inhaled sharply. “You’re gonna have to make it up to me, big time.” You conceded with a cold voice, but a bit of a smile on your lips. “Because I’ve missed you like hell, Tony Stark.” You leaned forward to gently kiss his forehead. “I love you, and the next time you dare to treat me like that, I’m gonna send a friend’s doggy and it won’t be as nice and forgiving as I am.” You gently threatened, making Tony let out a breathy laugh. “I’m not joking.” His laugh ceased and he looked up at you with his eyes widened. “Ok, I was joking.” You giggled and leaned in, this time, to crash your lips on his.