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“I love how Batman was like a kid”

don’t even remind me😭

It's all time loops and cake until you realize we only have one ep left :''')

gone too soon, but at the same time IM GLAD OUR CLARK IS BACK!!

R.I.P evil!clark. You and your boob window were taken from us too soon :(

My poor baby!! WILL HE EVER HAVE PEACE?!😭

Time for Majin Kent.

Omg

I'm going to kill myself I just thought of smth and I hate it so like Bats doesn't have powers and Supes is basically a damn GOD so if they ever got together Bats would 100% be insanely insecure especially after he sees the whole Louis thing like he has a LOT of issues and obvi isn't entirely stable so he would see Clark w someone else and be so damn scared but act like everything was fine even though he WASNT fine he was the FURTHEST THING FROM IT but he didn't want to worry Clark or be a burden with his feelings so he would just silent cry at like 4am every night so he didn't have a breakdown.

And Clark KNOWS somethings up bc he can hear his heart stutter when Louis hits on him he can hear him stop breathing when someone asks him out he KNOWS goddammit and it makes him so mad that Bruce hurts so much and that he thinks of himself so negatively and I hate myself for this. 😟😢😭😭😭😭😭😭😢😭😭😭😭😭

This probs wasn't what the maker had in mind, but it gives me superbat vibes

Bruce thoughts.

*Bruce looking at his sons and his best friend*

Bruce: You know, if I died today I think I lived a fulfilling life.

Dick: Uh, no you are not allowed to die.

Jason: Yah, no we have like a whole 3 layers of trauma to work through.

Tim: Please don’t die, I have issues.

Damian: Of course you had a fulfilling life, look at me.

Clark: If you died today I would rip the earth open in search of a Lazurus pit and would force you back to life, I would drag you back to this world screaming.

Jason: Oh woa, you are like, more fucked up than me.

And the funniest thing is that they're actually married, or at least privatly, Dick knows it, just find it funnier that the whole world now ships SuperBat like he did once when he was a kid

One day, while Hal films one of their bickering they start kissing, and for the shock Hal post it, for error, like litteraly, it's not a post but a stories so it dosen't remain on the account but it immediately gets viral and starts getting reposted around by other accounts both from the superbat fandom and not

Later on Bruce banish both Hal and Wally from posting on the official JL account for 5 months until they get "training" on how to not invade people privacy

Just imagine the Justice League opening an official Instagram channel (Batman had only wanted a Twitter account, but then Wally made sad puppy eyes), where they post mostly about official press releases and news. But...but they also post other stuff.

Diana beating the shit out of every JL member under the guise of sparring and making self-defense videos for girls and little story time videos on ancient Greek and Roman mythology. Jo'nn makes art. His videos mostly consist of oil painting scenes from his home world. Hal and Wally make joint videos and have the most number of likes and comments cause they are hilarious. Wally started the series 'The World's Finest married couple' and shoots specific content of Superman and Batman bickering like an old married couple (which finally starts the influx of superbat shippers and Dick is thrilled), and it makes their follower count blow out of proportion.

DC in omegaverse

Ok, so you know my Batman in omegaverse post (I'll link it just in case you wanna read it), where I talked about how Batman is an Alpha and Bruce Wayne is an omega, and then I reposted it with a continuation of my omegaverse headcanons of some of the batfam. Well I've been thinking for a while (especially because I've been reading a lot of omega!Bruce SuperBat fics), and I realized something, or well, I already knew but still... O/B/A thing is a species thing, so technically it should be a human thing, not a universe thing, differently from soulmates au (maybe I'll do a post about it one day) and in a lot of fics some of the aliens that live on Earth have a secondary gender of the omegaverse, but they technically talking they shouldn't so, here's my theory/headcanon.

Let's start with the character that started all of this

Clark Kent aka Superman, and just Kryptonians in general: Kryptonians seems to be the most human like between all the other aliens in DC, or at least this outside of the Yellow sun that basically gives them more power by some kind of photosyntesis, but outside of this they are basically the same as a human apparently, so they maybe developed a similiar A/B/O thing, but if we not consider this then they shouldn't have a secondary gender, super senses yes, like (under the yellow sun) they can smell the pheromones maybe distinguish them but probably don't really get affected by them, this depends then on how the pheromones works in the omegaverse au If we consider the first case in MY OPINION (so my headcanon) is that Superman is an alpha, a powerful alpha, but Clark Kent, is still an alpha, but more like a "weak alpha" in the sense that he tends to be more a beta than an alpha diffently from Superman.

Now to the martians: THEY DON'T HAVE A SECONDARY GENDER, that's it, they change shapes, they can mutate their forms, imitate other beings. I'm not even use they actually have a proper sex and/or gender, but to my knowlege they have, anyway if we consider the martians on Earth, when they are in their secret ID they imitate betas, this is the thing that would make more sense.

Now Koriand'r and Tamarian in general: they probably don't have secondary genders, to my understandings they are basically warriors so compared to humans A/B/O they are the most similiar to alphas but without the biology of one, so the ones on Earth, so Koriand'r, in their secret ID they pretend to be alphas.

That's it, if you want me to do an analysis on Amazons and Atlanteas, because technically talking they aren't exactly humans... just tell me and I will.

At a certain point SuperBrentMan where Bruce is Superman and Clark is Batman starts to become more common, and more accurate...

Bruce starts to noticing it, and with some investigation finds that is usually the same 3-4 accounts that make the more accurate, on a personal level, fics

In the mean time that bruce starts to go crazy because he can't find the identity behind those account: Lois, Jason, Barbara and sometime Tim with Kon formed a "SuperBrentMan fic club" and they are the ones behind those 4 accounts that make the accurate fics, and they love it

At some point Clark finds the fic Lois was working on because she forgot to close the file when she asked Clark to proofread an article she was working on, and luckly for Bruce, Clark made them reveal the truth and that their secret identity was safe

It is widely known in fandom spaces that Gotham is heavily split between the SuperBat shippers and the BruceMan shipper

It's an all out ship-war, the two sides vehemently hate and bash each other online

One day someone proposes the obvious: a poly ship

SuperBruceMan becomes one of the biggest ships in the Gotham real-people shipping community

And then Bruce Wayne ruins everything, by publicly dating nobody-reporter Clark Kent

This spawns a third faction (the Brent shippers), and the magic of poly ships are forgotten

Until someone (yet again) proposes polyamory, and SuperBrentMan is born

Identity shenanigans quickly becomes a SuperBrentMan staple, as the ship is made up of two civilians and two unknown vigilantes/superheroes

And thus, the first SuperBrentMan miraculous square fic is born

The utterly charming but ditzy Bruce Wayne must find a way to tell the life of his life, Clark Kent, of his secret identity as an alien superhero, while Clark Kent tries to come clean about being Gotham's dark knight

The real Clark and Bruce are just thankful that the shippers got the identities switched

Ok, so you know that a lot of the times in fics where superbat is a thing so is the batfam with the superfamily, no? But in the superfamily also includes Jon, but there is a problem Jon is the son of Clark and Lois, so Clois (for those who don't know it's Clark x Lois ship name) had to be a thing long enough for Jon to be born, so I have an headcanon about it:

Lois and Clark have been married for some years now, dated for longer, and Jon is like 4-5 years old

Lois couldn't do this anymore, she loves Clark, and Clarks loves her... But she can't do this anymore especially now that they have Jon, sure Kon can come anytime and bring him to Ma' and Pa' Kent, but she also needs Clark. But Clark is Superman, the world always needs Superman.

At least if she was alone she would alredy know that Clark can't be there...

When they were dating it was fine, Clark had to fly always most of the times, but he usually returned soon after, and those times where the dates where cancelled in the middle usually the entire city was in danger, so no problems... But then the Justice League formed and Clark started being away longer, then they married and things got better, but thern The Justice Hall was substituite for The Watchtower and the JL welcomed more members and things got worse again.

Then she became pregnant, things got better again and Jon was born and things continued to stay good, but never good enough, after 3 years or so Clark had to go away again, not for some intergalactic mission, but to Gotham not as a journalist but as Superman, Lois isn't still sure why exactly, Batman needed help with something...

That's when she realized, it was something she always knew but never wanted to admit it, especially because she loved Clark and Clark loved her... But not only her... She always knew, by the way Clark always talked about him, before the JL they kinda hated eachother, she knows because when she discovered Clark was Superman and obligated Clark to admit it he started telling her about being Superman and meeting other heros...

Lois can't do this anymore...

Lois: I want a divorce

Clark who had just put Jon to bed was shocked: What?

Lois: I want a divorce, I... I can't do this anymore

Clark: but I love you..

Tears where starting to fall

Lois: I know, but I'm not the only one you love.

Clark still confused and shoked: I love Jon too, he's our child... And I love my parents, but...

Lois: It's not what I mean, and the facts that you still hasn't realize it...

Lois was thinking again to when Clark proposed to her and the only one to congratulate her from the hero community was him, Batman, Bruce... With some flowers on her desk, kinda as a sign of peace if she thinks about it.... Clark said the rest of the JL was weird about it for a while, but after like a month or two things got back to normal, now thinking back about those memories she now understand he loves him back, and made sure he was happy and maybe got angry at the JL for how they were acting, but she always ignored those facts, because of her happiness, because she loved Clark and Clark loved her but not only her. She was selfish.

Lois: that's not the only reason

Clark was still trying to figure out what went wrong

Lois: You're almost always away, this is also the main reason why I want a divorce.

Clark returned from his shock: Lois, you know I'm-

Lois: Superman, yes I know but it's not enough, I know you tried, and still trying but it's not good enough for me

Clark: I can ask Kon and Kara to help more, even in the League missions... I can-

Lois: The world will always need a Superman Clark, but I'm tired of all of this, at least if we are separated I'll know that I won't have you most of the times to help with Jon...

Clark: Lois...

Lois: this discussion ends here, we'll start discussing the terms later, for tonight I want to sleep, if you want I can take the couch, you're bigger...

Clark: take the bed Lois, I'll fly to the farm and be back for the morning, like that Jon won't know of this, I want to explain to him when the conditions will be set, if you're ok with this...

His tone of voice was sad... but acepting, he understood that he couldn't make Lois change her mind

Lois: yes, ok, I thinks it's for the best too

And so it was, Clark stayed at the start in the farm and then in Gotham until he found a new apartment in Metropolis, by that time the divorce was setted and so the co-parent time division

Years passed and after some time Clark finally understood what Lois ment, they stayed friends, like they were before dating and so when he finally understood, while picking Jon for the weekend, he asked her

Lois: Finally it took you 3 years of being single to finally figure out that you love him

Clark: what do I do?

Lois: I'm pretty sure Bruce loves you too, but you still have to check

Clark: Lo-

Jon: I'm ready!

It took another year for Clark to confess and start dating, but then when he was starting to think to propose... Damian arrived to Gotham, and things kinda got interesting

Yes, but, consider this, Clark can still recognize people eye color, hair color and texture, just not the exact face features.

Batman has a differnt smell than Bruce, maybe because Batman suit it's difficult to clean so its exernal armor kinda smells like blood or Gotham streets and is washed like once a month and it gets dirty again the same night, and Alfred usually cleans like weekly the internal part of the suit. Bruce on the other hand usually smells nice, like the smell of the shampoo or some cologne and the armor blocks the smell of the soap he usually uses.

Plus the clow of the suit has white eyes and the hair is covered, in all of this Clark dosen't know that Batman and Bruce are the same person.

But one day, maybe because Bruce showered in the watchtower with the same soap he usually uses or the suit was just cleaned and still didn't go on patrol before the meeting on the watchtower, Clark recognizes the smell and just as an instict calls Batman Bruce (before the meeting room is full there are like 2 other people, J'onn and Diana, that alredy knows Bruce identity for one reason or another) and right there Clark realize that Batman, is Bruce Wayne

I love identity reveal fanfics, I will never get tired of them, but I would love to see some new spins like; Clark Kent actually has face blindness, yeah turns out Kryptonians use the sense of smell or something. I just think it would be remarkably entertaining to Face-revealed Batman to be having his Dramatic Moment. And Superman is just : ) hello friend <3 absolutely clueless

Kon-El fic rec

You know how Kon-El/Conner Kent is the Clone/Child of Superman and Lex Luthor, no?

Well, I was searching for fics where Cadmus used Batman/Bruce Wayne (depending on how they obtained it) DNA and not Lex one.

For now I found like only one that is omegaverse but I'm waiting for it to update, so I was searching for more

It can be SuperBat or not, I don't really mind, I just want to find more fics with this concept

This, but, Kal-El arrived on Earth as an adult, and krypton is not destroyed (or maybe it is, idk) and bruce alredy met him as Batman with the Justice League, but he wore scent blocker or something else to make Batman an Alpha or with no secondary gender, so Kal dosen't know that Batman is Bruce, and after meeting him at the Matchmaking Event and after memorazing Bruce heartbeat he started noticing Batman one was at the start similiar and then realizing it was the same.

So obviously Kal started flirting with Bruce and with Batman (while being superman) at the same time, with some strange kryptonian courting techniques.

Omegaverse AU. The annual Gotham Matchmaking Event was in full swing. Bruce Wayne, towering over the alphas and omegas around him, moved through the room with an unapproachable aura. The whispers followed him, just like they always did.

"Wayne’s so assertive. Doesn’t act like an omega at all," someone muttered.

"He should stop pretending to be above his station," another added with a laugh.

Bruce pretended not to hear them, his jaw tightening as he positioned himself near the door for an easy exit. If not for the fact that these matchmaking events were mandatory for all unmated omegas of age, he would have refused the invitation outright.

A new arrival caught his attention. The man’s tanned skin and wavy hair stood out, a clear sign he wasn’t from Gotham. His name tag read "Kal."

Bruce watched the foreigner as he mingled with the other guests. Kal’s alpha status was obvious, but unlike most alphas, he radiated warmth and charm. People naturally gravitated toward him, drawn to his approachable demeanor. The double standards grated on Bruce more than he cared to admit.

Until Kal’s gaze found his.

The alpha froze, wide-eyed as he stared at Bruce. Bruce glared at the shorter man. It usually kept alphas at bay.

No such luck. Kal approached him anyway.

"Have you heard of Kryptonian queens?" Kal asked.

Bruce blinked, caught off guard by the question. "What?"

"In Kryptonian legends, queens were the biggest, strongest omegas in the colony. They either earned the title by winning dominance battles or left to establish new colonies on distant outposts," Kal said, his voice filled with awe. "You’re like a legend brought to life."

Bruce’s guarded expression faltered. Despite the absurdity of the alpha’s words, there was something in his tone—genuine respect—that made him pause.

And Bruce found himself listening.

been reading world's finest comics and fell in love with superbat co-parenting robin dynamic. that's litcherally their son

It’s a bird! It’s a plane! No it’s- a Train?!?!

The flashing of cameras and shouts fill the train platform, directed towards the respective mayors of Gotham and Metropolis. The two stood side by side as they answered the assault of questions. Hidden in the rafters, Batman could only narrow his eyes looking for something. He knew that someones rogue, wether they’re from Gotham, Metropolis or somehow another city, were going to attack in someway tonight. He couldn’t spot anything out of the ordinary, everyone manning the new train and had built the bridge connecting the cities had passed his background check, but he knew something was going to happen.

Soon enough the bullet train was pulling out of the station, majority of its occupants were Gothams and Metropolis’s elites and those in power. He triggered his comms and started speaking as he grappled onto the roof of the train. “Wonder Woman, Superman, reports.” He soon found what was meant to be his entrance to the train, but it was somehow welded shut.

And thats when it all started to go to shit.

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Clark, for all intents and purposes, was meant to be one of the reporters there. And he was. Soon enough the train pulled out and every reporter and journalist rushed to get the best shots of the train leaving. The plan was going as expected, allowing him to shuffle out unnoticed and to change out into his super suit.

Superman was soon flying out checking the pillars and cables above the bridge for any tampering.

“Wonder Woman, Superman, reports.” Batmans demand filtered through his coms, wind thankfully muted out from Batmans place up on the bullet train.

As he went to answer, standing on the cross like pillar holding the bridge up, a pain he only associated to one damned rock caused him to go light headed. He could feel hives raiding his skin as he passed out, burning and freezing and dying but living. All that passed through Supermans head was ‘Ah shit, here we go again.’

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Diana had been combing through the many pillars and the under side of the bridge, looking for anything that might be out of the ordinary. She was meant to have begun this process an hour earlier than what she had, but one of her rogues decided to take that time to create chaos and havoc that should’ve taken minutes, not hours. So safe to say she was only half way done and prepared for a lecture from her colleague. ‘Although,’ she thought to herself, ‘if I explain what happened maybe I could get a disappointed grunt instead.’

She shook her head in amusement, and looked up as her coms filtered to life, “Wonder Woman, Superman, reports.” She was about to respond when she caught sight of it.

It was a box, covered in greens and purples with a wretched smile stretched under what could only be a timer.

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Wonder woman reacted quickly, she did not want to know if gas had been put into the bomb.

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She was diving to the ocean below, relying on her teammates to stop the train as it was flying down the rails.

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She was half way there when it went boom. Although she couldn’t see it, the lighting off of the bomb let her know she had been right, there was gas within. But it would be all for nought as a giant piece of rubble that would have killed a normal person suddenly hit her.

As the world went black, she felt the cold polluted waters wrap around her like a freezing hug.

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Batman cursed, seeing the tattletale green glowing from underneath the tracks and half way up the pillars, and grabbing on to the hatch as the bridge rumbled. A cloud of green gas, something that made his stomach swirl, swarmed up into the air, and chunks of the bridge fall into the ocean below. For a brief moment, he thought he saw a glimmer of gold fall into the ocean, and could only wonder if Wonder Woman got out ok, and if Superman was alive.

Gritting his teeth, knowing he was all alone in stopping the train quickly going towards its doom, Batman shook his hands and where he normally had small, almost unnoticeable nails, were claws that could easily shred through titanium. He skittered across the roofs of the train, quickly calling Oracle for a visual inside the conductor apartment.

“B, the man’s been Jokerfied!”

Giving a grunt of acknowledgement, he hurried as there was almost no time before the train hurled itself into the ocean below. That would effectively kill almost all the passengers, and he could guess what would happen to those few that survived in the gas filled waters below.

He had two more compartments to go, but Batman knew he wouldn’t make it. He could try his damndest to get there, but he would have to subdue the victim and then get the train to stop. He would be lucky if half of it would still be hanging off of the tracks.

Suddenly, he felt a shift in the air. Something was coming at them.

A rip sounded out, soon with many more following after. Green swirling portals were littered in the sky, with what he assumed was train carts chugging through them. A portal soon ripped open on the opposite side of the missing tracks, along with a train that looked like it belonged in an old western movie, but also a scfi-horror came barreling out. It was many black, with green highlights here and there, all while it glowed the same toxic green.

Batman covered his ears as a staticy scream of a train horn blew into the air. He watched as the black and green train flew over the missing tracks, creating icy new ones right under it. It was moving faster then the bullet train, almost as if it was weightless. Batman worried of what would happen when the trains inevitably crashed, but was surprised when the rail guard on the very front of the other train opened as if it was a mouth.

As the two train met, one sleek and new, the other terror inducing and old, the “mouth” of the ghostly train met the nose of the other and clamped down. A screeching filled the air as the once run away train was suddenly being pushed back. The glowing train never once stopping its tracks.

Batman could barely see into the other trains window, only making out a messy head of hair and the gleam of its conductors eyes- no goggles.

Soon though the trains pulled into the old station, and Batman was able to get in and turn the bullet train off as the other stayed, making sure no more runaway trains happened. He helped the victims of this mess off the train, and to medical attention as needed. A whistle soon caught his attention, and as Batman whipped his head around to the unknown train, he watched as the second cable cart opened and his colleagues fell out, unconscious, but unharmed looking.

Batman rushed to them, and as he did the train pulled out of the station. All too soon the train pulled out, and suddenly his coms were filled with his concerned children screaming about him going off line and is he okay.

Batman reassured his children as he checked over his colleagues, finding them as healthy as can be and only unconscious.

He grunted as he turned toward where the mystery train came from, his detective senses tingling.

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If u wanna interact and add on pls do lol.

I also might do art but idk so don’t count on it.

(p.s. I wrote this on my phone, so sorry for grammar mistakes)

(p.p.s. Idk rlly know how to tag stuff besides the basics lmao and ill probably still do a part 2… eventually)

Situation where Clark has formed a tentative working relationship with Batman, but somewhere in that time, Batman acquired Robin and, naturally, didn't tell him.

Clark finds out about Robin's existence when a ten year old Dick Grayson in full Robin gear breaks into his apartment at two in the morning and shakes him awake because Batman's missing and Alfred's away and Bruce taught him that, in the case of emergency, Superman was one of the only people he could trust. Bruce just didn't think to tell Clark that he was, by all means, his son's emergency contact.

Clark: -wakes up to a small boy that he's never seen or heard of before in a cape and a mask with lenses that reflect light like a cat's perched on the edge of his bed in a pitch black room-

Dick, calmly: Hey, Batman's -- stop screaming -- Batman's missing. I need help.

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¡¿BATMAN X BRUCE?!

Se sabe que en Gotham está el rumor de que Batman sale con Bruce Wayne. Muchos dicen que para molestarlo sus hijos comentan que los han visto besarse, pero... ¿Y se fuera el propio Bruce el que confirmara eso?

Unos reporteros atraparon a Bruce y Tim entrando a Empresas Wayne. Entre tanto murmullo surge una pregunta:

Reportera: ¿Qué opina de que su hijo se considere abiertamente bisexual?

Bruce: ¿Cómo de que debo pensar? Es mi hijo, a él le puede gustar quien quiera, no tengo problema de que le gusten los hombres, no lo culpo, a mí también me gustan.

Todo se quedó en silencio, los reporteros que no paraban de gritar se callaron.

Reportero: Sr. Wayen, -habló con duda- ¿Es gay?

Bruce: Bisexual precisamente.

Reportero: ¿Tiene esta sexualidad por su hijo?

Bruce: No, yo identifique mi sexualidad, en realidad más tarde, a los 20.

Los reporteros seguían en silencio, ¡DURANTE TANTOS AÑOS NADIE SE ENTERO DE QUE BRUCE WAYNE ERA BISEXUAL!

La Liga de la Justicia que estaba viendo la tele en la Atalaya que por idea de Flash vieran las noticias justo en ese momento se quedó pasmada, TODOS, en serio nadie se había dado cuenta, bueno, pero con esa actitud fría y calculada ¿cómo? Y en realidad ¿Qué les importaba ese detalle? No es como si todos los podía conquistar con su sonrisa de millonario ¿verdad?

Y ni se diga sus hijos, estaban cada quien por su lado, pero todos vieron la televisión en ese momento y quedaron en shock. Más Tim. que estaba con él en ese momento.

El silencio duraría más, si no fuese porque un hombre grito a la distancia "SIII, ¡ESO ES A LO QUE YO LLAMÓ: ¡IGUALDAD DE GÉNERO!"

Bruce: Si y, me he enterado de que esta el rumor de que yo salgo con Batman y, lamento decepcionarlos, pero yo no salgo con él… Lo que sí, es que yo salía con él.

Los reporteros se quedaron más en shock, solo estaban ahí callados con sus micrófonos extendidos escuchando como toda Gótica, y si me permiten decir, el mundo.

Bruce: Si, claro, no podía formalizar la relación por, ya saben, es un vigilante, nunca supe su identidad secreta, pero su personalidad fue lo que me llamó la atención ¿saben?

Tim primero se quedó sorprendió con la revelación de su padre, luego confundió, por su “relación” con Batman, y ahora se aguanta la risa por, ¿lo debo explicar?, su padre, que es BATMAN, dice que estaba saliendo con BATMAN, y medio mundo, por no decir todo, se lo está creyendo.

Bruce: Y debo admitir que es un GRAN besador. Y me siento afortunado de poder verlo bien, no sin la máscara, pero con buena iluminación, resalta sus facciones y se ve muy bien…-todo esto lo decía con su tono de millonario juguetón-

Sus hijos que estaban como Tim, también estallaban de risa, nunca pensaron que su padre hiciera tal tontería, siempre pensaron que los que harían algo así en público serian ellos, jamás Bruce.

Bruce: Aunque eso fue hace muchos años, y terminamos bien. No por nada me sigue recatando cuando me secuestran. Pero desde ese entonces no hemos vuelto como pareja, no soy tonto como para regresar con mi ex. Si no funciono entonces no funcionara ahora. ¿Algo más?

Los reporteros se quedaron callados, aún lo estaban procesando

Bruce: Bueno, entonces eso sería todo, vámonos Tim.

Bruce y Tim entraron hasta el lobby y los reporteros no se movían ni un centímetro. Pero dentro, todos murmuraban, en especial los hombres.

Trabajador: ¿Ves? Eso es igualdad de género.

Trabajadora: ¿Cómo?

Trabajador: Igualdad de oportunidades, ustedes no pueden tener todo lo bueno.

Trabajadora: No sabía que eras gay.

Trabajador: Yo tampoco -responde mientras ve a Bruce entrar a irse en el ascensor- ese hombre hace milagros.

Recepcionista: Si entre mujeres era difícil, no me imagino ahora.

En el ascensor

Tim: ¿Qué fue eso?

Bruce: ¿Qué te pareció? solo, me deje llevar…

En la Atalaya

La Liga: …

Cyborg: ESE HOMBRE ES UN PUTO GENIO, MATÓ DOS PAJAROS DE UN TIRO. ¡DEFENDIO A SU HIJO Y AHORA NADIE SE LE CRUSARA POR LA MENTE PENSAR QUE SON LA MISMA PERSONA! ¡¡PUTO AMO!!

Green Arrow: Si, ya-ya entendimos Cyborg

Green Lanter: ¿Nos debería preocupar?

Superman: Eh, no veo porque

Green Lanter: Bueno, este, es Batman, y sus-sus planes de contingencia, es rico, es guapo, es muy atractivo… -su voz se volvía un murmullo incomprensible y se le notaba un sonrojo.

Aquaman: A ver, calma -dijo seguro- no hay porque ponernos nerviosos, no cambia nada.

Wonder Woman: Exacto, no hay porque actuar diferente –se le escuchaba segura, pero Clark noto su voz tambaleante y su corazón acelerado- ¿O si Clark? -tenia razón, y ella buscó apoyo en Superman-

Superman: SI, bueno, no, no hay razón por la actuar diferente, no es nada.

Flash: nada, NADA dice.

Superman: ¿A qué te refieres?

Flash: Como nadie se atreve, yo lo hare, ÉL, ES HERMOSO, y no se me hagan los tontos, todos piensan o pensaron lo mismo -todos, TODOS, voltearon la mirada, hasta Dinah y Oliver que están casados entre ellos- y no lo admitieron hasta este momento, Y NO INTENTEN DWFENDERSE, PORQUE SU SILENCIO ES LA RESPUESTA…

Flash: Ahí se me acabo el valor… -termino para desmayarse y Detective Marciano lo atrapó-

Detective Marciano: Creo que lo mejor es juntarnos mañana con él como siempre y hacer que nada pasó… -sonaba como si no le hubiera afectado- aunque solo alargaremos lo inevitable… -si le afecto, aunque sea un poquito-

Más tarde en la Baticueva

Jason: Pero ¿QUÉ-MAMADA-FUE ESA BRUCE? JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJA

Bruce: No lo sé, solo vi una oportunidad de divertirme y… la aproveché.

Dick: P-pero Bruce ¿Cómo-? JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJA PERDÓN, PERO JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJA

Stephanie: ¿En serio? Por diversión, se suponía que esas oportunidades las aprovechábamos nosotros jajajajajaja

Bruce: Si, los vi ahí congelados y no pude evitar jugar con ellos, ja ya me imagino a Lex…

Tim: ¿Lex Luthor?

Bruce: Si… él sabe mi identidad, pero no puede probarlo, ahora menos y voy a gozar verlo en las galas con su cara aguantándome, jaja, será hermoso

Sus hijos pudieron notar la malicia en su voz, y no lo iban a admitir, pero creen que de ahí sacaron su GRAN sentido del humor.

a ghosts graves

In the aftermath of a battle, Phantom, Batman, and Superman could be see talking between each other. 

During a lull in the conversation a tiny girl comes running from underneath caution tape taped around the vicinity, holding a bouquet of marigolds between her small hands. She’s out of breath and seems to be embarrassed when she stands before the heroes, Batman reacts the quickest to the sudden encounter. Asking her about why shes here and what the problem is, he’s about to ask about her parents when she interrupts with “i have something for mister Phantom”. 

Danny who had been only half listening was caught off guard, he looks at her and tries for a reassuring smile but his confusion must show through because she suddenly looks down shyly at her flowers. 

“I heard from mommy that you put flowers on graves for people you like, ” she starts, “i don’t know where yours is though, so i got you flowers to put it wherever it is”. She’s obviously embarrassed about interrupting, but she says the words with a form of determination. Suddenly what seems to be her mother comes running from out of the crowd. 

“I am so, so, sorry for Miya, i didn’t mean to loose sight of her, she slipped away, we’ll get out of your hair now. ” the woman says in a rush, gently tugging the child back from the slack jawed heroes. Danny can just make out her gently reprimanding the child for her behaviour when he suddenly steps forward. “Wait, wait, wait” he says quickly, crouching down to the child now hiding a bit behind the mother, “you got me flowers… so i can put them on my grave?” the tiny nod he gets from that has him smiling, “you wanted to put flowers on my grave?” is asked with excitement, gaining n even bigger nod in return. 

He takes a small step forward, still crouched, and asks “are you alright with me hugging you?”, the nod lets him quickly move forward a spin the child around in a tight hug, laughing. He smiles brightly at the girl, holding her in his arms with enough space to make sure the flowers were safe, who is smiling back just as brightly. Danny laughs, “no ones ever given me flowers before! And you want them on my grave!” the actions have gained the attention of both civilians and other heroes, Danny could honestly care less though, someone wants to put flowers on his grave! Someone went through the effort of giving him flowers! He is so excited!

Both the mother, Superman, and Batman all look uncomfortable, “have you… never gotten. . ahem. . Flowers before?” Superman asks, “i mean, you look young so… have your parents never… ?”, the ending never gets finished but its definitely implied what he wants to really ask. Danny doesn’t care, its not exactly important, right?

He looks at the heroes and says cheerily “i don’t think my parents even know im dead!” before looking back at the child in his arms, not seeing all the shocked, pale faced staring( minus Batman, he never emotes, like, at all). 

Eventually the kid has to leave due to dangerousness of the area, but not before a final hug and happy goodbye from Phantom after she hands the flowers to the undead hero. Danny says his goodbyes to the surrounding heroes, not understanding why they all look at him funny as he carries around the marigold bouquet before he flies off. He holds the flowers close to makes sure they dont get destroyed by the wind, but he cant help a few happy loops and twirls in his flight home. 

The first ever flowers for his grave, how exciting!

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Ever since then the heroes and a few civilians make sure to give Phantom flowers each time they see him for his grave. Phantom is so excited people want to give him flowers each time a new set is given to him. 

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wooooooo ok

i finally actually wrote something after so long, sorry for the long break between shit, stuff happened :/

sorry if there’s any big misspellings or anything like that in here, i had an idea and wanted it down as fast as possible and i fucking ran with it as far as i could lol

y’all can continue this if you want, i just thought this idea was so cute

have a good night/day/afternoon/life

another pic i found on the x.com (still not sure what it is, lol). Do the others feel bad cuz they don't get a kryptonian partner? I know they aren't in this pic, but Jason does have bazaro sups but the rest of the bat fam? Nope. Maybe Cass and Steph can share? Lol.

Happy Easter 🐣🥚🐰

They were put in charge of babysitting

Guys, I think he needs some help

I need an au where clois have twin daughters😭😭😭

Clark is a girl dad ²

Just a normal man, taking a normal family photo, with his normal family

Good boy Clark!

Saw this around, and I had to. (Feels crappy, but I tried)

HC that Lois Lane is like the one aunt who gets you out of trouble just as much as she gets you into trouble.

She's the kind of person to bail her gaggle of children and idiots out of jail that knows her by name.

Just a thought

Is that HyperClarkmentation?

I'll pop in with a prompt

✨ Superman x Reader where Superman falls in love with a Kansas farm girl ✨

- 🧑🏼‍🍳

A Quiet Retreat

Superman X Fem!Reader

Chapter 1: The Weight of the World

The city lights flickered in the distance, a blur of orange and white beneath a starry sky. Superman, bruised and battered from his latest battle, flew above Metropolis with a quiet urgency. His body ached, muscles sore from the relentless fight with the alien warlord. The world was safe, for now. The villain had been stopped, but the weight of the battle lingered in the air. It was always like this—he would win, but the cost never seemed to get any easier.

He needed a break. Desperately.

The world depended on him, but who would protect him when the burden became too heavy? He couldn’t keep running on empty. His responsibilities were endless, and sometimes the pressure suffocated him. The countless lives he’d saved, the never-ending battles, the constant reminder that he was different—he was the world’s protector, but there was no one to protect him.

So, he did what he always did when the strain of being Superman became too much: he retreated to the one place that had always offered him a sense of peace. He needed to remember who he was beyond the cape. He needed to be Clark Kent again, if only for a short time.

Clark didn’t land in Metropolis. Instead, he set a course for the one place that had shaped him—Smallville.

The familiar, rolling fields of Kansas awaited him, and though he had been away for years, they still felt like home. The crisp, open sky greeted him, the air full of the sweet scent of earth and grass. He took a deep breath as he descended toward the quiet town, feeling the tension in his body slowly begin to ease.

It had been a long time since Clark had come back to Smallville for anything other than business. This time, though, there would be no interviews or press conferences—no reporters or crowds clamoring for his attention. He was just Clark Kent, the son of Jonathan and Martha Kent, returning to his roots. He’d parked his car by the old farmhouse, and now he found himself walking through the familiar dirt roads, away from the noise of the world.

That’s when he spotted it—an old farmhouse just at the edge of the hill. The porch light flickered softly, a warm, welcoming glow in the quiet evening. His eyes shifted to the small garden beside the house, where a young woman in worn jeans and a faded flannel shirt knelt in the dirt, her hands moving with practiced ease as she tended to her plants. She hummed a soft tune under her breath, lost in the tranquility of the moment.

Clark paused, a quiet curiosity pulling him closer. He hadn’t seen her around before. She didn’t look like she was from the town, but there was something about her that made him feel like he wasn’t the only one in search of peace.

Without thinking, he walked up to the porch, careful to keep his distance as to not startle her. It wasn’t like him to intrude on someone’s solitude, but something about her presence, the calm that radiated from her, made him want to know more.

The woman didn’t seem to notice him at first, her focus entirely on the rows of vegetables she was pulling from the earth. It wasn’t until he cleared his throat gently that she finally looked up, her eyes meeting his with a spark of surprise, quickly followed by cautious curiosity.

“Oh,” she said, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “I didn’t see you there. Can I help you with something?”

Clark blinked, caught off guard by her ease, her voice warm yet unbothered by his sudden presence. "I... I was just passing by," he said, offering her an easy smile, trying to keep things casual. "I’m Clark. Just visiting the old town. Needed to get away from the noise for a while.”

The woman straightened, brushing the dirt off her hands with a sigh of satisfaction before extending her hand. "Nice to meet you, Clark. I'm Y/N. Welcome to the farm."

Clark took her hand, surprised by the strength in her grip and the way her gaze seemed to appraise him without judgment. “A farm, huh? That’s a good place to get away from the noise.”

Y/Nchuckled softly, her eyes crinkling at the edges. “You’d be surprised. Some of the loudest things around here are the chickens. But it’s peaceful. Most of the time.”

Clark could sense that there was more to her than just the calm exterior—the sharp wit and the quiet self-assurance. The simplicity of her life was something he hadn’t experienced in years. He felt himself relax, the constant hum of his superhero life momentarily silenced in her presence.

“I could use some peace right now,” Clark admitted, glancing around at the farm, at the serenity she had cultivated in the middle of the vast Kansas plains. “It’s been a long couple of days.”

Y/N gave him a knowing smile. “I get that. Life can be overwhelming, but you’d be surprised what a little time outside can do. I’d offer you some lemonade, but I’m guessing you’re not here for that.”

“Lemonade sounds nice,” Clark said with a chuckle, his tension starting to ease. “But I’d just like to sit for a while. If that’s okay?”

“Of course.” Y/N gestured to the rocking chairs on the porch, the evening sky beginning to paint itself with hues of pink and purple. “There’s always room for someone who needs a break.”

Clark nodded gratefully, following her to the porch and sitting in one of the rocking chairs. For the first time in what felt like forever, he felt his shoulders relax, the weight of the world momentarily lifted by the simple act of sitting beside a stranger, away from the chaos of his double life.

It wasn’t much, but it was enough. For now.

Superman son of Kal-El #14.

They are so....😭😭😭😭😭