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Omg! That looks sooo cute!!! X3

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So I was reading something in a fanfic about Conner kryptonian name and had to google it, to see if it's true and it is...

And now I can't stop imagining Superman shitting bricks of pure fear whenever he sees Danny, after said person finds out. Why? Let me set the scene and paint the picture:

Of course when Ellie told Damian and Jon about their actually half-dead status and her being a clone, Jon lets the fact slip that his big brother Connor is actually also a clone and Ellie is ecstatic and wants to meet him. Danny tags along, because he's curious too. And hey! Conner is really cool! A completely normal, good big brother until the topic of his name comes up.

Jon and Connor are piece by piece learning bits and pieces of Kryptonian culture from Clark, at the start only Jon, but now that Conner and Clark's relationship got better overtime he started teaching him too... Except he fell silent with a look of shame, now whenever Connor asked about the name Clark gave him. Danny asked about it, having learned kryptonian from Walker and his face fell when Conner said "Kon-El*" with this happy tone in his voice, that meant he truly head no idea. Before Connor knew it, Danny put his arms around him, held him tight and just whispered "...you have every right to be here, to live and breathe and exist. To be who you what to be. Please don't ever, ever let no one, anyone tell you otherwise, kid." Conner is confused but still so touched that Danny held such kind words for him, even if he doesn't know why.

Then Danny seeks out Clark, currently in the watchtower in full Superman gear. Danny's first words when he saw the hunk of a man was: "Kon-El*!?? Are you fucking kidding me or something!?!? What the fuck is wrong with you?!" There he stood: 5'7" black hair, blue eyes either a new protege of the bat since it's adoption material but the fact that he can speak Kryptonian makes Supes shiver slightly. At least he looks nothing like him, that's a plus- no wait, that's Jon's new friend's brother right? ...what is he doing in the watchtower!?

"H-how did you..?" He looked confused, Danny was sweet and kind, if mischievous young man. Then it dawned on Clark, he knew Kryptonian and his confusion turned to guilt. There's a reason he didn't like calling Connor by the name given by him anymore. "...so you-"

"Yes, I know and don't you dare, use that kicked puppy look on me when you know you fucked up, dogrhys*." Clark watched in growing disbelief at Danny crossing his arms. His stands unwavering. Slowly Clarks opinion changes and so does his temper, looking at at Danny in a mix of incredibility and slight offence.

"Okay. You little sister and my son are friends, yes but how did you get here and what gives you the right to insult me like this? Are you even Kryptonian?" Okay, yeah, maybe he was a bit to harsh, but Clark is working on himself! He's been thinking of giving Conner a new name or rework the meaning of his current one. Suddenly a light flashes Infront of him and Danny is glowering at him, clearly floating and and in a knew colour palette too; purple skin, pointy ears, white floaty hair, neon, kryptonite green glowing eyes that are a tad bit to wild for a human and a mouth that's forming a scowl with decidedly too many sharp teeth. A crown of fire floating over his head. Staring eye to eye on the same level now.

"Call me King Phantom of the infinite realms and I dare you... I said nothing, because it's your responsibility to right your wrongs, but be careful or I will make sure you regret your childish decisions Kal-El*." Clark froze up, the temperature in the room fell noticeably even for him as He growled dangerously. Uncomfortably slow, a shudder of terror made it's way down Clarks spine, as he griped the extend. It's phantom, as in :dokhahsh*. Then with a king of the infinite realms, which Constantine explained as the home dimension of ghosts, as in vrrosh :dokhahsh*. It seemed apparent what Danny- what that demon wanted, because he grined way too wide and toothy and sharp "...I see, then take care. Now." And with that he vanished, phased right through him and into a portal he opened just outside the tower in the middle of the vacuum of space.

That was the moment Clark's knees gave in and he fell to the floor... He should tell the others, that a literal demon king is housing in Gotham, but doing so would have to make him admit his cruel and childish mistake to the whole league and he can't, he just can't... Well... At least, Clark knows that for some reason he is kind and protective of the innocent. So it shouldn't be a problem, right?

Well, imagine his face when Batman calls in an important meeting to introduce someone who wants to ask the JL for help and to his absolute horror it turns out to be the devil in person.

_Glossary:_

Kon-El - Conner's Kryptonian name; in the old 52 Clark explained it was "the name of one his cousins", in the new 52 it was mentioned that it meant something like "Abomination of house El". Yes, exactly. That's why Danny snapped.

Dogrhys - as far as I understood, can be used as slur, kinda like "faulty asshole" or "fucked up in the head" I could be wrong though

Kal-El - Clark's Kryptonian name, meaning something like "Star Child", you probably know it already but just to be orderly.

:dokhahsh - Literally "Phantom". Also used to describe bad ghosts, demons, basically every evil spirit and overall just very negative connotation.

vrrosh :dokhahsh - "Phantom Zone, the dimension of ghosts". I am not kidding, you can look it up.

Basically, Danny introduced himself as "demon king of the bad afterlife" to Clark, who now has it out for him XD

Just thought it funny and wanted to share!

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Randomly remembered that the german translation of Edge of Spider-Geddon (2018) made Parksborn unmistakenly canon (on Earth-44145 atleast, the dimension where Norman Osborn became Spider-Man) and I'm still absolutely baffled as to how they got away with that.

So this is the panel I'll be talking about:

This is a photo of my german copy of the comic next to the original ((sorry for the bad quality, took the picture in the middle of the night)):

It's actually a VERY small detail, you see, the translation is absolutely accurate EXCEPT. For the last THREE WORDS. They took the platonic "Love you, man" and turned it into a LITERAL "I <3 you". LISTEN, THAT'S NO WHERE NEAR BROMANCE, THAT IS STRAIGHT ROMANCE WITHOUT THE B. ESPECIALLY combined with the sentence before. "If there is an afterlife, I will do my best to tell you somehow... I love you." That is so raw, that is so emotional, istg if you don't know german, you probably don't understand how insane this is. "Ich liebe dich" isn't used for your bros, that's reserved for romantic partners and maybe MAYBE rlly close family but that's a BIG maybe bc most rather use "Ich hab dich lieb" as a variant of ily for family members. And then the little red heart. Like wtf man. I mean I'm still not over this 5 years later, it's that amazing.

Is it just me, or is there something completely deranged about finding a fic so good it fundamentally alters your brain chemistry, only to realize it has spawned an entire fandom multiverse of inspired works?

And then those fics have their own inspo chains, and suddenly there are thirty variations of the same concept, spiraling outward like some kind of chaotic, beautifully unhinged literary hydra, and now I’m just sitting here at 3 AM, eyes bloodshot, vibrating with indecision because where do I even start?

Do I go in order of influence like some kind of academic scholar? Do I pick at random and hope for the best? Do I chase the one that promises the most emotional devastation because apparently, I don’t value my own well-being?

Or do I just sit here, staring at my screen, paralyzed, because every time I try to choose, I remember there are more of them, and they keep multiplying? And let’s not even talk about the comments section, where people are linking even more fics in an ever-expanding rabbit hole of shared brainrot.

And the worst (best?) part? I know I’m not going to stop. I can’t stop. Who needs sleep when I could be reading just one more fic that’s technically the same idea I’ve already read twenty times but slightly different? My body is running on pure hyperfixation and maybe half a cup of cold coffee I forgot about six hours ago. I am too deep in this, and I don’t even want to leave.

Anyway, thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

Because of a bet... - chapter 2 -

Greetings my cubs! X3 Here you go with the second chapter of the story I really hope you like this one as well^^ and thanks again to @skaisummers (you will see this credit in every chapter), for beeing the co-writer here!! 😊😍 This chapter is from Ohm's perspective agai, but there for are the next two chapter from Bryce's perspective....°)~° ...you will see the pattern... But for now- ~ ~ enjoy 😄 --------------------------------------- Cartoonz and Delirious left, leaving just me and Bryce. "So, Bryce about earlier..." I ask directly after our stream. "Earlier?" Bryce asks puzzled. "You know... the sexual innuendos?" "Oh, that! Yeah, that was pretty funny!" "Yeah, it was! But, seriously does it bother you?" I hold my breath in suspense wanting to hear his answer. I really want to know if Bryce is bothered by it. I want to flirt with him, not make him hate me. And honestly? I'll hate myself if I drive him away. "What? Oh no! I'm fine with it!" Bryce exclaims naturally with his trademark giggle. What? Really? "Really?" I ask confused. "Yeah! I mean sometimes it goes a bit overboard, but our viewers seem to love it, so why not? Besides, it's all in good fun! I know it's just us joking around!" Bryce says. Oh, Bryce if only you knew... "Oh, Brycie! How could you say that? You really know how to break a man's heart!" I say half jokingly, half truthfully. Bryce laughs, taking my overenthusiasm as an honest attempt at humor. "I don't know man! I'm just a natural-born heartbreaker! It's not my fault if you fall for me!" Bryce jokes. "Well, it's not my fault either. You're just too damn sexy! Do you expect me to just turn my eye's away?~" I say with a laugh. "Yes! Yes, I do!" Bryce says and then giggles again. "Okay! Man! This fake flirting is freaking hilarious!" "How do you know it's fake?" I ask with a flirtatious tone. "Oh please, Ohm! We both know you'd never actually try to hit on me. Besides, I'm straight." Bryce laughs. "Oh? You never know. One day I just might get that bootie Brycie~" I say in a teasing manner. Though, I'm actually quite serious. "Okay... I think I'm going to end the flirting here!" Bryce laughs. I want to continue, but I can tell Bryce is getting a bit uncomfortable, so I decide to wrap up the banter. "Too much of my sexiness for you to handle, huh? Alright, Bryce. I'll save it for another night~" "Oh my God, Ohm. Stop!" Bryce yells halfheartedly. We laugh for a bit, when Bryce decides to start up a new conversation. "Hey Ohm?" Bryce asks. "Yeah Brycie?" I respond. I can practically hear Bryce rolling his eyes at the nickname. "You're my best friend you know that? I don't think I could picture my life without you being a part of it. " He says with sincerity. My heart stops at that moment. As this moment, I feel truly conflicted. On one hand, I know Bryce honestly appreciates me in his life. On the other hand, I think I just became even more friend-zoned. But, instead of a joke, I answer honestly. "Yeah... I know. I feel the same way." I reply. And I absolutely mean it. Just not in the way he thinks. "Also, if it makes you happy to fake flirt with me, then I don't mind. Plus, I get to hear nice things from your channel sometimes! It's nice, you know?" Bryce states. Oh right! Those fucking hate comments! "I just don't get it? How could someone say that your laughter is annoying or that you've got a fake personality?! You're one of the most sincere people I know!" Sadly, that's the majority. Which is messed up, because Bryce is such an angel! An adorable, sexy, naive, intelligent angel! He has the most beautiful blue eyes, a perfect Colgate smile and the most melodic voice I have ever heard. His laughter is... fuck! His laughter is enough to get my blood pumping. In more ways than one... Okay! Not the time! "I don't know. People are just haters. But, sometimes it's hard to ignore, you know?" Bryce replies seeming less vibrant than usual. Fuck! Bryce is really letting this get to him. I gotta' say something... "Yeah. But, you can't pay attention to them. They're just jealous because you're kind, perfect, and intelligent. You're amazing! They wish they could be half as beautiful as you!" I freeze as I realize what I just said. Shit! That came out a bit strong. I hope Bryce doesn't get freaked out. ".... Wow, Ohm. That's the nicest thing I've ever heard anyone tell me..." He says quietly. Wait... Isn't Bryce weirded out? "Well, it's the truth. So, don't pay any mind to them." I restate in an equally quiet voice. There's an awkward silence on the other side of the line. Shit! I think I might have fucked up! "Bryce, I-" "I'm pretty tired. I think I'm gonna go to bed a bit early. I'll talk to you in the next group stream." "Bryce-" "Bye Ohm!" Bryce says quickly and then gets offline. I sit motionlessly at my computer screen staring blankly at my monitor, as I try to come to terms with what just happened. "Fuck!" I yell and slam my head on my desk with a hard thud. Sometimes, I really hate myself...

Jeez break the news better next time Mike

Robin, tending to Steve's wounds: How would you rate your pain?

Steve: Zero stars. Would NOT recommend.

Shipping percico hurts so bad, but I’m okay with that.