#personal trainer!clark kent

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Make You Work

Sequel to Work It Out

Warnings: noncon, body insecurity, minimal editing.

Trainer!Clark Kent x short!chubby!reader; we didn't think this one was gonna happen, did we?

To those who read, I’d love a thot or two of what you think!

You press your back to the lockers. You can’t breath. Your skin speckles in a new sheen of sweat as you stare at the beast before you. The man with his damp curls and flushed cheeks, stone set in his jaw. The flames in his eyes scald you. 

“Clark?” You croak, terrified. 

He moves, too fast for you to react. You cry out, your feet tangling as you throat out your arm and drop your jeans onto the floor. He catches your arm and pulls you back, pinning you to the lockers as he snarls down at you. You brace yourself, whimpering as grabs your other wrist and forces your arms straight above you. You wriggle and flutter your lashes as tears sting in your eyes. 

“Clark, please, what are you doing?” You puff breathlessly. 

“I need you,” he growls as his humid breath fans over you. 

“No--”  

Your voice snags in your throat as his eyes drop down. He looks down at himself and you follow his gaze to the front of his shorts. You see the bulge beneath the dark fabric, twitching as you gasp. You tug on your wrists to no avail as he pushes them together, squeezing them tight as he wraps them in a single hand. 

His other roams down to your shoulder and his fingertips brush up your neck. You squeak as traces the line of you chin and pushes his knuckle against your lips. You stare up at him through welling eyes. You might be flattered if you weren’t so damn scared. 

He drags his hand back down, trailing down your throat and along your chest. His fingers rest over your ragged heartbeat and he tilts his hand to cup you through your bra. You shiver as he gropes you. 

“Please,” you beg in a willowy whisper, a tear riveting down your cheek. 

He doesn’t seem to hear you. There’s a tint to his eyes that makes you doubt he can. He slips his hand around the band of your bra and forces his between you and the metal doors. He pinches and swiftly unhooks the clasp. The fabric slacks and lifts as your tits drop out the bottom. It stays strung across your chest as your arms remain locked in his clutches. 

He brings his touch back to your chest, jiggling each tit, rolling his thumb around your rigid nipples. He purrs and dips his head. You cry out as he takes a bud in his mouth abruptly, his warmth seeping in you. Your sneakers squeak on the floor as you shift helplessly. 

He nips and you babble, more tears flowing as you shake your head. This isn’t happening. He can’t do this. He wouldn’t. Not to you. You’re not... good enough. 

He flicks his tongue around and sends a thrill down your spine. His hand wanders down your stomach and you suck in, conscious of your extra cushion. He tickles along the top of your panties, the one’s he said were so cute only moments before. A compliment you took as a taunt. 

He pushes his fingers flat against you and slips beneath the cotton. You tilt your head up and gnash your teeth, staring up at his grip still firm around your wrists. It isn’t as nice as you once fantasized. All those years when you thought you would die to have a man like him look your way. This just feels... suffocating. 

He grazes along your glossy curls and you squirm. You squeeze your legs together against his touch and he growls against your skin. He teethes you as his breath stains your chest. He nuzzles between your tits as he pokes two fingers between your folds, curling them as he forces them against you. 

Your knees buckles as your hip pangs suddenly. You whimper as the shock that zips up your leg, feet slipping apart as you try not to collapse. You don’t think you actually would, just dangle from his grasp like a puppet. 

He pushes further, his hand lodging between your thighs as he feels along your cunt. He drags his fingertips back and forth, rubbing you as your insides coil. A slick layer coats your lips, smearing around as lifts his head higher, burying it in the crook of your neck as he prods around your entrance. 

He drags his fingertips back and toys with your clit, flicking, swirling, swiping, teasing until your puffing wildly up at the ceiling. Your lip trembles as your chest burns. The sensations meld into a store of horror and delight. 

He snarls and bites into the tendon of your neck, pinching as the tension builds inside of you. Your thighs strain shake as you arch your back. A whine rises from your throat as sparks scatter through you and orgasm rents right up your middle. Your stomach muscles knots and your eyes roll back. 

It’s wrong, you know it is, but you can’t and won’t stop him. 

He pants against you, in time with you, as if he could feel the same release. He unlatches his mouth from you and raises himself up. He looks down at you and jerks you forward away from the lockers. You yelp as pout helplessly. His eyes creep up and down your body as he slips his hand free of your panties. 

He spins you suddenly, releasing your arms as you exclaim and flail towards the bench. You catch yourself on the metal, bent over and breathless as he closes you in from behind. He grabs your hips and you try to stand. He grips the back of your neck and holds you down, your ass up as he presses his crotch against you. 

He rocks his hips, simulating his intent as he grunts. His fingers crawl around your waistline and he rips the elastic down your ass. You yipe and squirm as the fabric falls just above your knees. He kicks your feet further part as he squeezes your neck till it tweaks. 

He feels along the front of his shorts and yanks them down. You fill him spring out against your ass, the rigid flesh rubbing between your cheeks. Your knees touch the bench and you lean forward, only for him to pinch your neck tighter. You relent as he guides his tip along the curve of your ass. 

You close your eyes and grit your teeth. Your hang your head as he bends his knees. He rubs himself against your folds, pausing to push against your entrance, before repeating the motion. Down, up, down, up, then he stops, poking until you feel your cunt stretching around his tip. 

He splits you in half slowly. That’s what it feels like. He rocks patiently, inch by inch, dipping deeper and deeper. The hot invasion has you moaning and mewling as your head lolls back and forth. His hand slides to your shoulder and his fingers curl into the muscle there. 

He leans into you until you’re on your toes. You whine as his pelvis presses to your ass. He wiggles as he buries himself completely in your taut walls. He groans and holds himself there. 

He exhales as he pulls back and your insides clench. As he slides back in you whimper. How do you feel even more full then before. 

He grabs your hip and pulls your ass higher as he thrusts again. Still slow, still patient. His deep groans drone through the air.  

His hand drifts down your back as his rhythm slowly builds. He brings it to your other hip, holding you in place as he rolls his hips against your ass. He growls and bucks harder, jolting you as you cry out. Your shoulders wrack as his nails dig into your flesh. 

He snaps his pelvis again. You mewl and he lifts your feet off the ground, holding you just off it as your bodies clop together. He rams into you, harder, deeper, furiously battering you as he loses all control. You keep your hands on the bench, dangling helplessly as he uses you. 

He slides his hand away from your hop and hooks his arm across your stomach. He pulls you up flush to him and your head falls against his shoulder. He clings to you, keeping you hovering as he ruts wildly, puffing over you as he bounces you against him. 

“You’re so sexy,” he snarls, “can’t you feel it?” 

He pounds harder and harder as your voice fizzles out and you reach back to latch onto his thick shoulder. His fucks you furiously as you bite down on your tongue, spasming. You cum again, even less ready for it than before.  

He turns and pushes you against the lockers. He crushes you as he jerks his hips up, over and over, grunting and growl as his hand runs up to knead your chest. He presses the tip of his nose to your grown and groans as he quakes. You feel him cum inside of you, fucking it into you until he’s whimpering. 

He stills, urging himself as deep as he can go. You gurgle and press a shaky hand to the metal. He lifts his head and kisses the top of your head. Slowly, he lowers you to the floor and slides out of you. A gush spills down your thigh as only your gasping breaths meet your ears. 

You lean, trembling, on the lockers and stiffly roll to face him. Your panties droop to your ankles as he pulls his shorts up. He cracks his neck, one way then the other, and shakes out his arms. He blows out a sigh and pushes back his curls. He smirks at you as his blue eyes glint. 

“Good work out,” he chuckles as he wipes his forehead, “don’t forget to stretch.” 

He spins on his heel, whistling as he struts away. You stare after him, stunned, and slide slowly down to your ass as your knees finally give out. You bow your head and reach under you, feeling along your swollen lips as you flinch.  

You feel empty and torn. You snatch your hand away and mop the tears from your damp cheeks. You didn’t even realise you were still crying. You fix your bra and reach back to hook it in place. Every muscle in your body hurts. 

You put your hand down and lean forward, groaning as you lift yourself to hands and knees. You crawl to grab your jeans the shift towards the bench. You grab it and push, forcing your feet under you, one then the other. 

You stand, swaying, and shake out your pants. It takes you several tries to step into them.  

When you finally get them buttoned, you pull on your jersey shirt then the zip-up you wore over it. You zip up your gym bag with your phone inside and ball up your gym clothes. You care them to the bin by the door and waver at the threshold. You drop them into the garbage and make yourself leave. 

You stumble through the gym, looking straight and no where else. Is he there? Is he watching? Will he follow you again? 

You walk faster and faster, unsteady and clumsy as you rush towards the stairs. Your fear bubbles up with the humiliation. You don’t let it boil over it, fighting desperately to outpace it as you clamour down the flights. 

You’re never going back. Never, never again. You tried working out. It’s not for you. 

#clark kent #dark clark kent #dark!clark kent #clark kent x reader #personal trainer!clark kent #drabble #sequel #superman #dc #dcu #au

[lillywillow]

Winds of Kismet

Summary: When you decide to give up on love, the universe in all its infinite wisdom sends you a delectable smorgasbord of men to choose from. The question is now, who do you pick?

 Word Count: 2470

 Pairings: (Female Reader’s choice)

 Warnings: Mild adult suggestions, mild swear words

 A/N: This fic is going to be kind of like a make your own adventure story including guys from Supernatural, Marvel and DC in a kind of modern AU. At the end, you can pick your own ending!

 After your most recent breakup, you decided that was it for you. No more dating, no more relationships. You truly thought you had meant it at the time you had made this declaration but little did you know that the universe had something planned for you. It started with your weekly girl’s night with your two best friends.

 You were talking to the girls about your jerk of an ex and how you had given up on dating all together.

 “I’m telling you, men aren’t worth the trouble,” you sighed, sipping on your cosmo.

 “You could do what Harley did and get a girlfriend,” Nat suggested. “Speaking of which, how are things going with Ivy?”

 “Pretty good, just wish she wouldn’t leave the seat up,” she smirked from behind the rim of her glass. “I’m just kidding… it’s usually me who leaves the seat up…”

 This earned her a strange look from both you and Nat.

 “What? How else is Bruce gonna stay hydrated?”

 “You let your dog drink toilet water?” Nat questioned.

 Harley shrugged and sipped her drink.

 “Anyway, it’s not necessarily the guy. It’s about the relationship. I’d want a guy who’s giving, strong, down to earth, attentive to my needs… and if he’s not bad to look at, there’s a huge bonus,” you smiled to yourself.

 “I know where you could find a guy like that but you’d have to search the adult sites,” Harley smirked, waggling her eyebrows suggestively.

 You rolled your eyes, getting up in response to the knock on the door. There stood the pizza delivery guy, his shirt fitted nicely across his chest, his eyes sparkling green and a nametag with the word ‘Dean’.

 “Did someone order the extra-large sausage?” he asked.

 Naturally his question sent your two friends into a state of hysterics.

 “Shut up!” you whined before turning back to the understandably confused delivery guy. “I’m sorry, we’ve had a few drinks…”

 “It’s fine,” he smiled, making him look even more handsome if that were possible.

 You gave him the correct order for the apartment, realising there had been a slight mistake. While he was searching, Harley threw a cushion at you.

 “Hey!”

 “You should totally ask him out!” Harley encouraged.

 “She’s right, Y/N. Ask him out,” Nat agreed.

 “I don’t know…”

 Dean finally found your order and as you were paying, Harley came up beside you and put her arm around you.

 “Hey, my friend Y/N here thinks your cute. Can you give her your number so she can call you sometime?” Harley grinned.

 You were absolutely mortified. Instead of laughing at you, Dean looked you up and down before smiling.

 “Sure,” he chuckled.

 “Here’s her phone!” Nat replied, giving Dean the device.

 “Nat! Wait, how did you get my phone unlocked?”

 “I know your password,” she said with a dismissive wave of her hand.

 You didn’t get a chance to respond as Dean handed your phone back.

 “I hope to hear from you soon, Y/N,” he smirked with a wink.

 With that, he headed off to make his next delivery.

 “You two…” you began.

 Your friends laughed as you scolded them. The rest of the night was spent talking about Dean and the doors it could open up.

…

 The following day brought temptation in the form of a handyman. You weren’t exactly sure what happened but you woke in stifling heat. After fiddling with your thermostat for longer than you cared to admit to, you finally called the building handyman. Fortunately, it didn’t take too long for him to arrive. When you saw him, your breath hitched in your throat. He had sandy blond hair and was dressed in a plaid shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, jeans and a toolbelt slung low on his hips.

 “Hey. I heard it was a little hot in here…”

 You stood there opened mouthed for a few seconds before inviting him in and showing him the problem.

 “I see you’ve done some tinkering,” he commented as he set to work.

 “Yeah, I tried to fix it but hitting while screaming ‘Work you bastard’, wasn’t helping…”

 The handyman chuckled, and you suddenly felt very hot; a heat that had nothing to do with the broken thermostat.

 “I’m Y/N, by the way,” you sighed, rubbing the back of your neck.

 “Clint,” he replied, never taking his eyes off his work.

 You in turn, couldn’t take your eyes off him. His face was calm and focused and beads of perspiration were starting to break out on his forehead.

 “I’m sorry, can I get you something to drink?” you asked.

 “Nah, I’m good. I’m almost done here…”

 With a few final tweaks, he had the thing fixed.

 “There,” he smiled, wiping his forehead with his arm.

 “Thank you so much. I think I finally understand how a roast feels,” you joked.

 “Good thing you didn’t mess it up too bad,” Clint playfully teased. “I’ll be seeing you around…”

 “See you…”

 You secretly hoped more things in your apartment would break.

…

 Later in the day, you were returning from running errands when you noticed a lot of boxes stacked around the apartment across the hall from you. You knew the previous tenant had moved out a while ago and they mostly kept to themselves. It might be nice to meet your new neighbour. When the man who you assumed owned the apartment walked out to collect another box, you definitely decided to would be nice to meet your new neighbour. He was wearing a white t-shirt that barely contained the sculpted body beneath and tight jeans. Steeling yourself, you went over to give him a proper greeting.

 “Hi, I’m Y/N. I guess you’re my new neighbour,” you smiled.

 The man tucked the box he was holding under his arm and extended his hand.

 “Hi, I’m Clark. Clark Kent. I just moved here from Metropolis,” he smiled back.

 “Nice to meet you Clark,” you replied, shaking his hand and trying to keep your cool but internally freaking out.

 “Could I take you out for coffee sometime? It would be my way of welcoming you to the building.

 “I’d really like that, Y/N. I just need to get my stuff sorted but I’ll see you some other time, okay?”

 “Sure. I’ll see you later…”

 Clark gave you another dazzling smile and headed into his apartment with his box, leaving you feeling just as flustered as ever.

…

 Work provided no less distractions. When you got to work on Monday, you were moping over the loss of your assistant. She was one of the best ones you ever had but when she was offered a better position, you knew you had to do what was best for her and let her move on. You were working at your desk when your thoughts were interrupted by a handsome, cleanshaven man in a navy-blue suit.

 “Hi, you must be looking for the modelling agency. They’re on the floor above us…”

 The man laughed softly.

 “I’m actually here as your new assistant,” he said, giving you his letter of recommendation from your last assistant. “My name is Steve Rogers.”

 “You… you’re my new assistant?”

 You were stunned. What kind of sick joke was the universe playing on you by giving you not two, not three but four good looking guys in such a short amount of time?

 “Yes. You were expecting me today, right?” he asked, looking a little concerned.

 It took you a few moments to find your words again.

 “I was. Sorry, I guess I’m still just… thinking about my last assistant…”

 It wasn’t entirely a lie. You were thinking about how you were going to get by without her but now… Now you were thinking about you were going to get any work done with such an attractive man working for you.

 “Shall we get started? I’ve already taken the liberty of getting you a coffee to the specifications on my list…”

 Numbly, you took the cup from Steve, taking a sip of the hot beverage and finding it to indeed be exactly how you liked it.

 “Thank you, Steve. Let���s begin.”

…

 You were very grateful by the time Friday rolled around. Steve was proven to be an excellent assistant. He was very capable and performed every task you required of him but you found it very hard to keep focused on your work when you were around him. It didn’t help that throughout the week, you had a few more run-ins with Clint the handyman and your new neighbour Clark. You were hanging out with Nat again at a bar and relaying your issues to her but she was less than sympathetic.

 “Oh, boohoo, poor Y/N. I have all these good-looking guys after me, I can eat all the ice cream I want and never gain weight and all the clothes I own always fit me perfectly every time. Please,” she scoffed, tossing back her drink and ordering another.

 You were about to retort when you heard a deep chuckle coming from the chair beside you.

 “What are you-”

 The question died on your lips as you got a good look at the guy. He had eyes like a stormy sea and long, wild hair.

 “Un-freaking- believable,” Nat muttered under her breath

 “Sorry, I didn’t mean to listen in. It’s not often I hear about a complaint like that,” the handsome stranger smirked.

 “It’s not so much a complaint it’s just… For a while, all I seemed to date were losers and jerks… you know, the kind of guy who thinks if he pays for dinner that entitles him to a free ride, you know?”

 “Sure,” he nodded.

 “I just thought if I took a break from dating… I’m sorry, listen to me info dumping on a stranger. I’m Y/N, by the way…”

 “Arthur Curry,” he replied, shaking your hand.

 You sat with Arthur for most of the night (much to Nat’s annoyance) and got to know him quite well. By the end of the night, you exchanged numbers.

 As you left with Nat, you could feel her glaring at you.

 “What?”

 “The guy…”

 “Who, Arthur? He’s nice, but… Look, Nat, I still don’t know. Yeah, it’s fun looking at all these men but… I don’t know if I’m really ready to start dating again. I… I’m scared to let myself fall in love… I don’t want to get hurt again…”

 Nat gave you a sympathetic smile and hugged you.

 “It’s okay to be happy, Y/N. Everything you went through has made you stronger and will help you find the warning signs sooner in the future…”

 “I really hope you’re right, Nat…”

 “Of course, I am! Now, let’s get an Uber and we can head back to your place… maybe order a pizza?” she grinned.

 You rolled your eyes at the implication but smiled anyway.

…

  Your day off provided two more potential options. The first was in the form of a delivery guy. You had been waiting for something you ordered to arrive when there was finally the knock you had been waiting for. The delivery guy was tall with broad shoulders, supple wavy hair and deep brown eyes that you could practically swim in. His nametag read ‘Sam’.

 “Hi, I have a large package for Y/N?” he said.

 You knew if Nat and Harley were here they would barley be able to breathe from all the laughing they would do.

 “I’m, Y/N,” you said, feeling heat rise to your face.

 Sam presented his clipboard for you to sign before allowing you to collect your item. He stood a moment in thought.

 “You didn’t happen to meet my brother Dean a while ago, did you?” he asked.

 “That depends if he delivers pizzas or not,” you replied.

 “That’s him. He mentioned you when he came home that night. Listen, I’m sorry if he annoyed you or anything. He can be quite flirty when it comes to women…”

 “It’s fine. My friend giving him my number however…”

 “Oh…”

 Sam looked a little disappointed.

 “But that’s just my friends trying to be helpful! In their own weird way… I’m not really the kind of girl who goes on a lot of dates…” you sighed looking down.

 “Forgive me if I’m being too forward but would it be alright if I gave you my number? I think I would like to get to know you…”

 “I think I would like that too, Sam,” you smiled.

 Sam returned your smiled and put his number into your phone.

 “I’ll see you again, sometime…”

 With that, he left to make more deliveries.

…

 That afternoon, you went to the gym like you normally would. Today you would be working with a new personal trainer. Your friend Jane swore by this guy and by the way her arms had been toning up, he must have been good.

 “Hello, are you Y/N?” a deep male voice asked.

 You were not prepared for the spectacle that was your trainer. Long, golden locks pulled back into a ponytail and his bulging arms looked like they could barley fit into a t-shirt. He looked almost godlike.

 “Yes, I’m Y/N. Are you Thor?”

 “Indeed. Shall we begin?”

 Thor started you off with some basic stretches to loosen you up and you found it exceedingly difficult to concentrate every time he touched you to correct your positioning, all the while asking your permission to do so beforehand. Next, he moved into a light warmup, praising you whenever you kept up a decent pace with him. By the end of the workout, you were covered in sweat while he was barely glowing.

 “You did very well today,” Thor smiled, helping you to your feet.

 “Thanks. I try to get a little workout in and I guess I wanted to step up my game a little,” you panted.

 “Shall I see you again soon?” he asked.

 “Yeah, see you soon,” you smiled.

…

 At this point, you were beginning to question yourself. Were you really the kind of girl to go out with a different guy every day of the week? Well, technically, some of them were strictly professional but could they be more? You remembered Nat’s words telling you that it was okay to be happy.

 So… who do you pick?

#Winds of Kismet #clint barton #clark kent #modernAU #Marvel #DC #Arthur Curry #thor odinson #dean winchester #Sam Winchester #Steve Rogers #Delivery Guy #Pizza Guy #Handyman #hot neighbor #Personal Trainer #Assistant #Make Your Own #Harley Quinn #natasha romanoff

[mymanymerrymuses]

I showed my mum pictures of every muse on my blog and got some HILARIOUS descriptions of who they are as people, so now I am sharing this.

Please enjoy. I did.

Okay here's my blog promo picture, which is what I used to show her all the muses. I'm going to go row by row and tell you how she described each character (some were in pairs, I'll say when that happened)

First, Asahi: "Almost like Clark Kent. A geek sat in his office and then he goes and does something amazing." 8/10. He's not superman but he is surprisingly good when he steps onto the court.

Norman: "Wants to be a private eye." 5/10 not quite accurate, but I could see it.

Gemima, who got paired up with Conny: "They're just annoying. Just look at them, you know they're annoying." 1/10 it was funny, but they're very sweet little girls.

Bruce: "Thinks he's gorgeous." 0/10 ma'am you do not know the self-hatred this man possesses.

Kili hilariously got paired with Fili, and my mother said they both look like they're thinking: "Where the fuck did I park my horse?" 25/10. She has never seen the hobbit and I laughed SO HARD because she knew if anyone was going to lose a horse it was those two idiots.

Jedediah was missed because she recognised him and wouldn't have had to guess his character.

Oikawa: "Boring." 2/10 it's funny because he'd be so insulted, but he's far too dramatic to ever be boring.

Ray: "Angry." 10/10 perfectly accurate.

Emma: "A trendsetter." 7/10 Technically she did inspire an entire crazy escape plan, so I'll take it.

Camilo: "The annoying friend who sings everything." 5/10 accurate, but I deducted points because despite loving Encanto and having watched it multiple times, my mum did not recognise Camilo and thought he was a girl XD

Pietro: "Super fast. If he ran it would be fast. If he rode a horse it would be fast. He'd want to be moving fast." 8/10 I think the icon gave her too big a clue (though she said she didn't realise he was running and thought his hand was up because his wrist was broken), but I would LOVE to see Pietro's superspeed transfer to a horse.

Ori: "He has a speech impediment and is a bit slow." 0/10 more of an unfair judgement than my mother usually gives people, and not accurate at all. Ori is very smart and I love him.

Revali: "Bit of a mean bastard." 10/10 perfect yes he is.

Yamaguchi: "Looks shocked at the world." 9/10 he is, in fact, intimidated by most of the world, so I'll accept that as a correct answer.

Kagari: "Wants to be in a boyband." 8/10 not correct but given that my depiction of Kagari is deaf, I did laugh quite hard at the irony.

Don: "Know-it-all. Thinks he knows everyone's secrets and he doesn't." 3/10 Don does like to think he knows more than he does, but he definitely doesn't think he's really super smart and knows everything about everyone.

Bilbo she vaguely recognised (enough to know he was a Hobbit) but had nothing to say about him.

Thaumas: "Physically strong." 6/10 his whole character is he's too pretty and wants to be left alone because too many people are into him, but there's nothing to say he isn't also physically strong.

Viktor: "What happened to it's eyes?" 9/10 I have no words.

Tsukishima: "He has a 'fuck off' expression." 10/10 yes he does.

Hawthorn and Attalea she had nothing to say for because she 'wasn't sure what was happening'.

Damien: "That's Billy Bullshit. He's two-faced." 3/10 technically he keeps the two sides of himself very separate, but he's not mean or bitchy and he's learning to embrace every part of himself and I love him for that.

Piers: "Scary." 6/10 he's a sweetheart but many young pokemon trainers would agree with my mum XD

Miguel: "Geeky gay Jesus." 10/10 not accurate but sheer perfect anyway.

Nori: "He's a wannabe wizard." 9/10 not AT ALL but I loved that anyway.

Tyler: "He wants to be a personal trainer but he can't." 4/10 it was funny but he dresses that way because he's gay and also we have watched Turning Red more than once so again, I don't know how she didn't recognise him at all.

Kenma: "A sulky teenager." 9/10 yep. Yep he is XD

Lucien: "He looks gay." 9/10 he would be very happy to know that he is not being mistaken for a heterosexual being

Jack got missed because, like Jedediah, she knew who he was.

Ryan: "He thinks he's the strongest but he cries if he can't find the red skittles." 10/10 I have NO IDEA why she went for skittles but she's completely right.

Takuto: "Tarty, because she reminds me of somebody." 6/10 well yes, Takuto could be described as a tart, but is not a she, and now I want to know who he reminds her of XD

#I've put it under a read more because it's long #but this is very fun #my merry me (ooc) #I am not tagging every muse but they're all here XD

[dragonsandwolvesohmy]

Why is Dick not an elephant handler/trainer?!?!?!?

I've been binge-watching The Zoo, and The Zoo San Diego, and every time something comes up with the elephants, I think of Dick. Particularly SD S1 E7 has some great elephant handler content that made me think of him.

Could I get a Gotham Zoo au? Where Dick is the elephant handler, Bruce is like the person who runs the zoo, and any other characters you feel like? (I think Jason would work with misunderstood creatures (wolves, snakes, alligators, crocodiles, spiders, warthog, etc.) Maybe Damian works with vultures or similar, Cass with big cats (Panthers, anyone?), Duke has some great Veterinarian energy, but so does Alfred... Tim definitely needs some nocturnal/high-energy animals- birds, primates, fennec fox, etc. something smart enough to challenge a handler/trainer, maybe one of those 'ambassador animals' that people can meet. (like cheetahs meet and greets that are pretty famous) Steph could work in the butterfly house, and I imagine her as pretty vocal about how metal butterflies could be. (drinking blood anyone?) Or maybe working with peacocks or something. Barb should absolutely work with birds of prey. (see what I did there?) or bats. (The Zoo- based in NY Bronx zoo- has a bat named Barbra Gordon in season or two)

Super family (Ma and Pa Kent, Clark, Kon- the whole crew) in the petting zoo anyone?

Anyone else? I know I didn't get everyone but I just wanted to get the ball rolling and maybe spark some muses or plot bunnies for others.

Who do you think should do what? (I refuse to budge on Dick's elephant position, but I would accept him as being fond of aerial animals such as lemurs or bee-eaters (a type of bird))

#batfamily #batfam #tim drake #timothy drake #batman #jason todd #red robin #red hood #nightwing #dick grayson #cassandra wayne #bruce wayne #dc batman #alfred pennyworth #dcu #zoo au #zoo animals #batfam zoo #damian wayne

[sailxdia]

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Lucifer

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Welcome Home

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Name — Specifics

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Constantine x Lucifer — Constantine / Lucifer

Dream of the Endless x Lucifer — ??? Comics

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Trevor Belmont x Dracula — Castlevania { Animation }

Slade Wilson x Nightwing — DC

Raven x Robin — Teen Titans

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{ 🌕 } Zetta — Nexomon

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[maddmuses]

Konner J. Kent

Age: 17 DOB: March 21st Height: 6′0″ // 183 cm Residence: Traveling Hometown: Blackthorn City Address: Kent Labs, Blackthorn City, Tohjo

Trainer Class: Dragon Ace Dream: (Initially) To become champion and beat his dad. (Later) To study pokemon and how they grow. Motto: Be cool, win or lose. Nat Dex Completion: 153/1015 (~15% completion) Badge Completion: Johto - 8, Hoenn - 8, Sinnoh - 7, Unova - 1, Kalos - 8, Alola - Trials Completed, Galar - N/A (Came late and no endorsement) Tournament Record: -Silver Conference (Top 8, lots to Hank Henshaw) -Ever Grande Conference (Winner) -Lumiose Conference (Preliminaries Forfeiture) E4 Challenges: Never Favored Type(s): Dragon, Water Least Favored Type(s): Fire Education: Middle-School Dropout (Tutored privately) Ace: Kappa (Garchomp)

Personality Easy-going and friendly, Konner, or Kon as he likes to sign his name, is a trainer who loves the challenge, and is defiant to the end. His love for battle is more for the sake of the thrill than an actual victor, though he still gets somewhat hung up on his losses, to such a degree that he’ll pursue rematches with opponents who have beaten him previously. This has shown to such an extent that he forfeited prematurely in the Lumiose Conference to settle a feud with Hank Henshaw.

The beach and islands have been where Konner finds himself most at-home, hence why his favorite regions to spend time in are Hoenn and Alola. Accordingly, this correlates to an adoration on Konner’s part for the pokemon who enjoy those places, as well as lake and river pokemon.

Surfing is one of his favorite hobbies, with the trainer frequently surfing the waves around Dewford with gym leader Brawly. In fact, this is such the case that Kon is almost exclusively seen with a surfboard if you challenge him on a waterfront, even one without the surf. This is to such an extent that Konner has been known to spend less time in more land-locked regions, or those without an excess of beach.

As a young man, Konner’s dream is to surpass his father, previous Johto and Unovan champion Clark Kent, though as he comes to an end on that particular one-sided rivalry, Konner discovers that his passion for raising and training pokemon is one that is worth learning more about, and intends to become a researcher. His focus of research being specifically the field of pokemon growth, in several senses, human impact on that development, and what influences different training types has on that.

Biography Born in Unova originally, Konner Kent’s father, Clark, moved to Johto to expand his research in the mountain range around Blackthorn City. His intent being to study the potential origin-point of pokemon as extraterrestrial creatures, as well as to breed his Dragonite for a prospective starter for Konner.

Growing up in the area, Konner enjoyed spending time in the lake around the city’s gym, and the river that lead down Route 45. Something of a tuber kid, even back in the day, you could fill a book with the details of the young Kent’s adventures as a child. However, he wouldn’t start his true adventure until age 11, when he decided to start his pokemon journey.

Having grown up watching his father’s old battles in Unova, and later his short run as a champion of the Silver Conference, Konner’s ideal of strength came from those battles. And inevitably, Clark became Konner’s goal.

And it was from that goal that Konner chose, was where he got his starter, a shiny Dratini that was the son of his father, which he nicknamed Mirage. The coloration of the shiny was atypical, though, being a more orange-gold color, as-was typical for its final evolution, which would eventually invert upon its evolution into a slightly darker iceberg color.

While traveling down the Route which he tubed numerous times, intent to visit Prof. Elm, he would meet his travel companions Bart and Tim along he way, the three obtaining their pokedexes together, and starting their journey!!

It’s a long and storied tale, some of which can be extrapolated from other data in this bio, but I will be writing meta and ficlets regarding the details of Konner’s journey for the sake of possible brevity on this post.

Battle Style Caught frequently saying “My Battling is more Jaz than Chess”, asserting a strategic lead that is particularly well-equipped to improvise. Though his type utilization can be considered somewhat “narrow” in most respects, Konner is attentive to his pokemon’s weaknesses when training them, and instils compensatory strategies, such as counter-coverage, or emphasizing certain tactics during his training prior to a tournament or event.

Called a Quick-Switcher, Kon’s pokemon frequently know moves which allow them to fluidly change partners with minimal concern. When battling, he tends to blend status and strategic measures with the power of two or three “Closers” on his team.

In-Rotation Pokemon: Dragonite (Mirage) (M) @ Dragon-ite (Leftovers if no Mega Shenanigans) Ability: Multiscale Shiny: Yes (Variant) Jolly Nature   Often the “anchor” of Kon’s team, Mirage and him are long-time partners, Mirage being his first pokemon. Strong and bulky, Mirage frequently acts as a tank for the team, while setting up Dragon Dance, and using Roost to outlast opponents, before going on a tear through opposing teams.

Garchomp (Kappa) (M) @ Garchompite/Rocky Helmet Ability: Rough Skin Sassy Nature Konner’s “ace” pokemon and his partner with the most raw battle prowess among them. Kappa and Kon are true-blue pals who often go surfing together, land or sea! High speed and high power, he has trained up his partner to have significant defensive abilities, to further dissuade attempts to attack Kappa directly.

Slowking-Galar (Chuck) (M) @ Quick Claw Ability: Curious Medicine Relaxed Nature Caught in Hoenn, as the monster had managed to float far off-course, Konner’s favorite psychic boy around. He’d been trying for a Slowbro, he’d ended up with a Slowking. It’s fine, since Quick Claw approximates some of the desired effects, and thanks to Trick Room suddenly Chuck becomes the fastest on the scene!

Gohan (Riolu) (M) @ Expert Belt Ability: Prankster Brave Nature A Riolu that Konner rescued on Iron Isle. Despite the laws regarding capture of this rare species in Sinnoh, the pokemon imprinted on him and followed him on the liner as they left. It was a brief legal issue, though he ultimately was allowed to keep the pokemon in his partner.

Gillz (Swampert) (M) @ Soft Sand Ability: Damp Relaxed Nature   Tripped over him in the Slateport beaches on his first day in Hoenn. Following as an ill-fated adventure to return the Mudkip to its clutch that it belonged in, later finding out that it had actually drifted back to the spot he’d found it, because the pokemon was so prone to napping it was separated from its family. Given that Gillz was still a baby, Kon decided to raise it himself.

Splasher (Seadra) (F) @ Scope Lens Ability: Sniper Modest Nature The first pokemon that Kon caught as a kid on his adventure. Splasher caught on his line in Dragon’s Den. Though Splasher is by no means a current powerhouse on his team, it’s still one of his best friends. Splasher actively crit-fishes, hitting weak points of an opponent when they don’t expect it.

Pablo (Smeargle) @ Silk Scarf Ability: Moody Adamant Nature An egg that Kon hatched early on. Pablo falls more into “pet” territory, not even being taught to use any moves through Sketch. This monster is particularly moody and enjoys having its way, to the detraction of others. Pablo is frequently known to commit graffiti regularly.

Spikez (Sandslash-Alola) (M) @ NevermeltIce Ability: Slush Rush Timid Nature A cool little dude, who’s known frequently to burrow underground to keep cool. Prone to defensive behavior, Spikez will hide out with this method as well. Really, he’s just a little baby boy.

Big Red (Charizard) (M) @ Charizardite X OR Y/Black Glasses Ability: Solar Power Bold Nature Caught in Characific Valley, Big Red is a big jerk. Big Red has a bit of a rivalry with Mirage, causing the two pokemon to frequently but heads with one-another. Though it can yield destructive results, training the pokemon against each other has also resulted in great strides of their training.

Theo (Ursaring) (M) @ Flame Orb Ability: Guts Jolly Nature Originally a Teddiursa in Ilex forest, Theo underwent a huge glow-up throughout Konner’s first adventure, becoming a pivotal member of his team. In recent years he has been sidelined somewhat in favor of Kappa, though Theo is fine to take a less active role in training these days. Theo loves sweets and honey especially, and has always been food-motivated with ease. Definitely carries old man energy by the time Konner reaches Unova.

At-Lab Pokemon: Hard-Head (Salamence) (M) @ Salamencite Ability: Intimidate Adamant Nature Formerly one of Konner’s signature pokemon, and a key partner for the Ever Grande Conference. Around the time of Alola, however, Hard-Head began to spend more time at the lab in Blackthorn, watching over Konner’s other pokemon. He was once an egg that Konner found at Meteor Falls, but didn’t hatch until his third pass through Slateport.

Princess (Hippowdon) (F) Ability: Sand Stream Shiny: Yes Serious Nature Once a timid and shy pokemon, Princess is now a practical behemoth, protecting the lab from potential invasion... Or sometimes legitimate visitors. Yeah, she’s one of the harder ones to handle.

Mamane (Wailord) (F) @ Damp Rock Ability: Pressure Quiet Nature   The team mom, Mamane used to take care of Konner and his pokemon, though she often mothers all of the pokemon at the lab now. Usually seen floating above, providing needed shade on a hot day, or deep in the lakes when forzen over, she is known to conjure rain storms to keep Kon on-task.

Dipper (Abomasnow) (M) @ Icy Rock Ability: Snow Warning Careful Nature   A mighty and intelligent pokemon, Dipper is unique among Abomasnows for not charging in blindly into fights. Often-times it will engage in wars of attrition with its targets, if not immediately switching to Spikez.

Fidget (Excadrill) (F)   Ability: Sand Rush Lonely Nature   Dipper’s rival, often known to charge into battles head-first after being swapped in from Princess. She often stubbornly trains, even after her trainer has called it quits for the day.

Heracles (Heracross) (M)   Ability: Moxie Brave Nature   One of Konner’s earliest partners, and an integral part of his team during Johto. A bit of a meat-head, Heracles is constantly training, even when under the care of Clark.

Kiwi (Gallade) (M) @ Galladeite Ability: Sharpness Hasty Nature Kiwi was Konner’s first catch in Hoenn. The pokemon was always in a hurry to catch up with the other members of the young man’s team, even prompting the pokemon, once he evolved into a Kirilia, tricking Konner into evolving him with a Dawn Stone.

Take (Breloom) (F) @ Toxic Orb Ability: Toxic Heal Adamant Nature Instrumental in many of Konner’s gym battles through Hoenn, Take is one of the toughest pokemon he’s been able to raise. With this, he and Take spent much of their adventures in Hoenn working on a powerful set that could stall out powerful opponents, having taken down opponents despite most on-lookers acknowledging that by all means their opponent should have had the battle.

Anna (Swablu) (F) Ability: Cloud Nine Bashful Nature Less a member of his team and more a pet, Anna is a Swablu who Konner has a very strong emotional connection with. Despite the fact that they’ve only battled a couple of times together, Anna is Konner’s sole undefeated team member.

Brum (Beartic) (M) Ability: Slush Rush Docile Nature A partner Konner met while climbing Mt. Silver. Non-native to Johto, Po is unusually large for a Beartic. He is often aggressive, and has developed a brotherly partnership with Theo.

Apollo (Metang) @ Metagrossite Ability: Clear Body Hardy Nature A partner that Konner hasn’t had much time to bond with, he was received as a part of a trade with a strange man in the Kalos region.

Fransisco (Incineroar) @ Darkinium Z Ability: Intimidate Impish Nature Newest starting partner from Alola. Fransisco is highly affectionate, and is known to pile drive his trainer in the mornings… Yeah it’s not great.

Mini-Tor (Minior) @ Focus Sash Ability: Shields Down Lonely Nature Possibly Conner’s new fave, he almost always lets Mini-Tor stay out of his pokeball. This sweet pokemon is almost always at Conner’s side, battle or not.

Extended Pokemon Roster: Alfredo (Cloyster) Tyrantrum (Unnamed, still more or less wild) Aldren (Yanmega) Thunder (Dondozo) Lightning (Tatsugiri) Dreep (Drakloak) Mecha (Duraludon) Chugga (Coalossal) Ace (Corvisquire) Splat (Goomby) Firmy (Torterra)

Other Pokemon: ????? (Type: Null) @ Eviolite Ability: Battle Armor Careful Nature A mysterious pokemon that has an equally enigmatic connection with Conner. He hasn’t even caught the pokemon, but they have worked together on several occasions. Conner wishes to understand the pokemon better, as he feels a kinship to it that he doesn’t quite recognize. Maybe they knew each other in a different life?

#Surfing Dragon-Master (Pokemon!Conner)

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Combat Training Is Not Optional

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/YNacpF2

by FabulaRasa1

Batman may be the worst personal trainer ever. Or the best, as the new Green Lantern discovers

Words: 20024, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: DCU

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Kyle Rayner, Dick Grayson, Wally West

Relationships: Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Kyle Rayner/Bruce Wayne

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/YNacpF2

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the dark knight #the cape crusader #gotham #dc universe #ao3 #ao3feed

[abbyandhanako]

Tropes: Mark Jeong

Abusive Parents: Mark’s father, Yong-il was abusive and cruel towards Mark, Eun-min to a lesser extent, who was barely recovering from the loss of their daughter Mi-hee to a brain tumor when she fell pregnant with him, Yong-il soon threw out anything related to Mi-hee because they had a son now, this caused Eun-min to see her son as a ‘replacement’ and wrote how she felt terrible for holding resentment, she and Yong-il did pawn her son’s toys if he didn’t do well in school until he was eight.

All-Loving Hero: He is sweet and kind, even toward Neo Plasma personnel.

Animal Motif: He is associated with Eevee.

Apologizes A Lot: Thanks to Sang-jo’s systematic and physical abuse of Mark, he’s prone to this

Aristocrats are Evil: Thankfully inverted, he is a member of Unova’s villainous team, Team Plasma and is a nobleman, but he has a genuinely sweet and kind personality

Bishonen: He’s a fairly attractive young man with soft and gentle features

Berserk Button: Trying to take back any abandoned Eeveelution if you’re their former trainer, Mark hates these people, being called by his full title makes him flinch.

Blue Blood: He is a Korean nobleman descended from the noble Choi and Jeong families

Break the Cutie: You’d think the world personally hates him from being beaten and strangled until he suffered permanent damage with his father enabling his fiancée’s abuse to his esophagus and windpipe to two spiteful fanatical grunts stealing his Glaceon and newly evolved Flareon and filing all the paperwork to have them released into the wild to being locked in the frigate’s prisons.

Clark Kent Outfit: Mark surprisingly has a slim yet muscular build under his Old Plasma uniform, it’s not usually seen very often

Covered in Scars: Mark is scarred physically, one scar which is the most noticeable is a scar on his neck thanks to Sang-jo’s repeated strangulations

Dandere: He’s a very shy young man

Empathy Pet: His Eeveelutions, He was noted to have difficulty evolving an Eevee into Espeon, Umbreon or Sylveon thanks to his mental health issues

Even the Loving Hero Has Hated Ones: He hates Sang-jo, Donna and Cletus

Fan Disservice: Despite being quite attractive and he was starting to build muscle while in Team Plasma, The Korean language insults on his body cause a disservice, especially Abby who was too shocked and disgusted to be relieved Mark was putting weight back on.

Freudian Excuse: He was physically abused by his fiancée and even strangled so much he ended up with permanent esophagus and windpipe damage

Fluffy Tamer: He can easily treat injured and abandoned Eevee and Eeveelutions

Friend To All Living Things: Eevee, he absolutely loves Eevee and Eeveelutions.

Knight Templar: As a member of Team Plasma, he dresses like one, thankfully he isn’t one.

Morality Pet: He serves as this to multiple people, and implied Ghetsis since Mark is often seen wrapped or squeezing on his cloak.

Mr. Fanservice: He has actually quite a toned physique under his uniform which comes off as a surprise, played straight in his Ji-woon Hak/The Trickster outfit

Nice Guy: He has a kind and gentle personality with a love for Eeveelutions.

Princely Young Man: He has the manners of a prince and is from a noble family.

Prone to Tears: Was noted by Ghetsis to cry a lot at the drop of a hat.

Scars Are Ugly: The scars done by Sang-jo took years to heal, Inverted for the bruising and scar on his neck as the turtleneck suit rubs against it

Signature Mon: The Eevee line primarily.

Shrinking Violet: He has an extremely shy and timid personality, Him being an Old Plasma grunt on the Plasma Frigate doesn’t help

Spoiled Sweet: He’s from a Korean noble family and raised in a life of privilege and wealth, He has a sweet and kind personality when he isn’t freaked out of his mind.

Troubled Fetal Position: When Glaceino and Flareina was stolen from him, He was in this position while crying.

Weight Woe: He was paranoid about being too thin because of the starvation diet his father forced him to be put on

The Woobie: A male domestic violence survivor and Korean nobleman who ran away from an abusive relationship with an extremely timid personality, suffering permanent damage to his esophagus and windpipe, his Pokémon stolen and having all the paperwork filed to have them released into the wild by Donna and Cletus and being stuck in the Frigate’s prisons by a spiteful grunt didn’t help his situation.

#mark jeong {{the unusual visitor}}

[eclecticboogalooo]

folks I also thought I had a second separate post worthy dumb Smallville take but ,,, I forgot while I was scrubbing for a good shot of the tank top w hoodie pockets moment so here are some smaller thoughts I've had thru seasons 6+7

- Tom welling will always be my vision of Superman from here on out specifically bc his DNA and his trainer and his stylist worked together so well to achieve Perfectly and Unachievably Brick Wall Shaped Clark Kent

- Lois Lane never stop making fun of Clark Kent ever, you're perfect

- I miss Pete

- Michael Rosenbaum plays such a good Lex but let's be honest it's hard, as someone who has read Superman comics but not a ton, to both get to know // sympathize with the motives of AND to start to get scared by the villains when they're just like each season's potential doomsday and Lex is the person Clark faces down on a day to day

- Lucas Gabreel playing teen lex luthor is everything and if my memory serves me right he also plays Conner and dear fucking god Ryan from High School Musical should be a random side character in every movie on earth

- Clark is really friends with only women and still a little bit of a sexist fool. He tries.

- Thank GOD someone made the "Mrs. Kent Goes to Washington Joke"

- But also LMFAO Martha has never won an election how the fuck is she a successful politician how is MA KENT the perfect media example of how broken the American political system is

- I miss Jonathan

#smallville #bh and dc

[yrmboli]

“Superman: Year One” or “Young Superman”

Source: https://twitter.com/kennnajean/status/1383125755404582912?s=20

So @kennnajean’s recent posts on twitter about Superman inspired me to write this AU. It’s basically Clark starting out as in his first years as Superman, figuring out the ropes of being a Superhero.

-Clark Kent is a college freshman studying journalism at Metropolis University while interning at the Daily Planet.

-Clark is an overall sweetheart. He’s a kind and gentle optimist with a heart of gold. He can be naïve though, holding a strict code of right and wrong with little flexibility. If the law says its wrong, its wrong. Clark is also extremely awkward and quiet. He has bad posture, walks with a heavy slouch, and has tendency to fade into the background. He breaks a lot of stuff too, saying that “he doesn’t know his own strength” a lot of the time.

-His awkward and shy personality led many to believe that Clark wouldn’t make it in the cutthroat environment of Journalism, but what many didn’t know is his knack for getting into trouble. Clark is nosy, sticking his business where it doesn’t belong a lot, and his habit of fading into the background help him hide in plain sight.

-Clark knows of his powers, but he doesn’t know of his true potential. Bullets can’t penetrate his body, but they still hurt and explosions can knock him out. He’s strong, being able to lift a small car with ease, but nowhere near the feats he’s capable of. He can’t fly yet because he doesn’t know how or even that he can fly, so he can just leap buildings in a single bound. He’s not as strong as the Superman that we know, but he can get there. He just has to train his body and lift the mental blocks he’s cultivated over the years to fit in.

-This is where Wonder Woman comes in. Clark has some inciting incident where he starts his superhero career. No one dies, but it’d probably be where he rescues someone and he realizes how great it feels to be a Superhero. Wonder Woman, AKA Diana Prince, notices the exploits of this new “Superman” and goes to Metropolis to Investigate.

-Wonder Woman, in this AU, has been a Superhero since WW1. The World Wars were a sort of a Golden Age for Superheroes back then, with governments sponsoring these groups of remarkable individuals, with the greatest of them being the Justice Society of America, which Wonder Woman was an original member of. This all changed after WW2 and the politics of the Cold War. Superheroes were questioned of their loyalties due to their secret identities and were given the choice of either retiring, become an enemy of the state, or working directly for the government. Diana worked for the government for awhile until she became disillusioned by it all, deciding to go underground and work as a vigilante instead. Superheroes, by Clark’s time are mostly vigilantes and new ones are incredibly rare.

-So Diana sees a new hero come onto the scene and decides to show him the ropes and teach him everything she knows about the job. She also teaches Clark how to fight. Clark can throw a punch and take a hit from a regular person, but his powers are massive crutch for him. Someone like the immortal Wonder Woman, who was raised in a mythical warrior culture and has decades of experience, wipes the floor with Clark easy.

-For Wonder Woman’s costume, I imagined her with her costume from the 2017 movie, but with the addition of a decorated Corinthian style helmet. I think the helmet would help her hide her identity better because there’s very little difference between Wonder Woman and Diana Prince in terms of how they carry themselves. The shy, clumsy, and humble Clark is different from the proud, stoic, and broad chested Superman, but Diana Prince and Wonder Woman are incredibly alike.

-Diana acts as a mentor for Superman and sort of world weary older sister/elder figure. She’s like if your Grandma was also your  buff, ex-Olympic athlete trainer. She can be tough when she needs to, but also kind. She’s a little more cynical than Clark, but almost everybody is.

-Clark also has other mentors. While Wonder Woman teaches him how to be a Hero, Martian Manhunter teaches him his Kryptonian heritage and help him unlock his abilities, while Batman helps him stay human during all this.

-J’onn J’onzz and M’gann M’orzz were Xenoanthropologists back on Mars, with M’gann being the student and J’onn being the chaperone/teacher and originally came to Earth to study its inhabitants. Thanks to their shape shifting and psychic abilities, they were able to embed themselves among the populace and study them closely. They became stranded, however, following what was basically a Martian nuclear war, wiping out their civilization in mere moments. The remaining Martians off world became refugees, J’onn and M’gann among them.

-J’onn studied kryptonians, so he teaches Clark everything he knows about his blood heritage and helps train him to break his mental limits, teaching him to fly, how to shoot lasers from his eyes, freeze stuff with his breath, enhance his vision and hearing, and other abilities of kryptonians. They also talk about their status as Alien immigrants and refugees.

-Batman is around his late 30s to early 40s by this time and has taken Tim Drake and Barbara Gordon under his wing by this time. Batman teaches Superman the gray morals of reality, how the bad guys he’s fighting are still people too, and about humanity. Batman reminds Superman that, despite all his powers and abilities, despite being a Superhero and an Alien, he’s still Clark Kent, the kid from Kansas.

-Lois is a college Junior at Metropolis University also in Journalism, but she actually has a job at the Daily Planet. A small one writing what she calls throwaway articles, but an entry point nonetheless. Lois wants to hit the big leagues and prove herself by pursing the Superman story. Clark admires her headstrong and no nonsense attitude and Lois admires his genuineness.

-Jimmy is Clark’s roommate and got him the internship at the Daily Planet. That’s all I got for Jimmy. Sorry dude.

This is getting long enough, so I’ll leave it at Jimmy. I’ve got a bunch of storylines in my head, but I don’t want to make this any longer.

#superman #wonderwoman #martian manhunter #batman #au #just word vomit #only thoughts head full #lois lane #jimmy olsen

[superman86to99]

Super-Titles Round-Up (January 1994)

1994 was the point when there were officially as many if not more Superman spin-offs, specials, and miniseries out every month than actual Superman titles, so here's a new section to (briefly) talk about each of them! January was a pretty light month compared to what’s ahead (Superboy, Steel, and the Supergirl mini all started in February) so I'll be padding out this post with some late '93 Superman appearances we hadn't talked about before. Here we go:

S.T.A.R. Corps #1 (November 1993)

S.T.A.R. Corps was a pretty bizarre miniseries that mostly exists to make you wonder how the hell S.T.A.R. Labs hasn't been shut down by the government and/or bankrupted by all the lawsuits resulting from the freak accidents that happen there every week. This issue starts with Clark Kent and Lois Lane attending the inauguration of S.T.A.R.'s fancy new Metropolis facility, since the old one imploded during Armageddon 2001. Of course, it takes less than one page for this building to start coming apart too, courtesy of a soldier who was accidentally fused with an experimental armor and lost control of his weapons.

Clark is buried in the rubble, and then Superman swoops by to punch the poor soldier, whose only crime was volunteering for a S.T.A.R. project. He should have known better, though.

And that's the extent of Superman's contribution to this series. The soldier eventually forms a sort of super-group with other people mutated by S.T.A.R. accidents (including Kitty "Rampage" Faulkner), but I believe they never showed up again after the end of the miniseries, hopefully because they won a class action lawsuit against the lab and they’re all retired now.

Valor #14 (December 1993)

Valor, the character who’s basically Superman but with a deadly allergy to lead, is dying from... a deadly allergy to lead. Valor asks Superman what’s it like to come back from the dead, and I guess at this point Supes was tired of saying “actually, I only went into a deep stasis and...” so he goes along with it.

The part about them being brothers is a reference to Valor’s Silver Age version, Superboy’s fake big bro “Mon-El,” because this issue was written by Mark Waid and he just can’t help himself.

Bloodbath #1-2 (December 1993)

These unfortunately oversized issues finish up the terrible “Bloodlines” crossover that ran through most of DC’s 1993 annuals, including the four Superman ones. I read this atrocity mostly to check out the scenes featuring Sasha Green, the personal trainer murdered by Lex Luthor Jr. in Superman #77 and then brought back to life as a superpowered being by the Xenomorph wannabes who are trying to invade Earth in this crossover. Turns out Sasha only shows up for three pages in the second issue, where she briefly teams up with Garth Ennis’ Hitman (the only noteworthy character to come out of this crapfest). They’re both carrying giant guns when they bump into each other because, again, 1993.

The two blow up a giant monster, and then Hitman realizes he can’t read her mind because she’s a zombie or something and they part ways. According to the DC wiki this was Sasha’s last non-flashback appearance, but the story of her murder will play a big role in the Superman titles in the coming months.

To my surprise, someone who DOES show up for more than three pages is the all-new Eradicator, who helps Lex Jr. and some S.T.A.R. geeks analyze one of the captured aliens. Later, the other aliens come break out their buddy and the Eradicator tries to take on all of them alone, but it... doesn’t go well for him.

That’s the last time we see him in this series. I can’t imagine any ‘90s kid reading that and going “Man, I hope I could read about this badass every month!” And yet, the very next month...

Outsiders #3 (January 1994)

As mentioned during the new Eradicator’s introductory issue in Action #693, the Outsiders, Batman’s old B-team, have been framed for the murder of an entire village in Europe. The Eradicator for some reason decides it’s his job to avenge those people so he tracks down the Outsiders and starts fighting them. It... doesn’t go well for the Outsiders.

Before he can rip out any other appendages, however, the Eradicator finds out that the evil-looking vampire king who sent him after the Outsiders is actually the one who murdered that village, so he’s like “Whoops, my bad! Let’s team up.”

The Eradicator would stay with the team for the rest of this series, so this was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

NEXT TIME: Superboy! Supergirl! Steel!

#superman #S.T.A.R. Labs #lar gand #bloodlines #sasha green #Hitman #eradicator #outsiders #rampage

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Firefighter! Steve

Or

Personal Trainer! Clark

🤭

Looks like I deserved this one.

Work It Out

Warnings: allusions to non/dubcon, slow creep, fitness ineptitude.

Trainer!Clark Kent x short!chubby!reader

To those who read, I'd love a thot or two of what you think!

You feel ridiculous. Any regular could likely tell that your leggings were fresh off the rack, that you're chafing in your sports bra, and that the mesh top isn't exactly typical of your wardrobe. The sharp squeak of your sneakers on the mats betray their newness as you cross your arms and look around, trying to shield yourself from judgement.

You untuck your phone from the top of your leggings and see the notification you left undisposed. 'Your trainer will meet you in Area 2B.' You look up and reread the large white letters stenciled onto the painted cement. Yeah, where the hell is she? You want to get this done and over with.

You keep one arm over your middle as you scratch your neck, already sweating. The anxiety alone has your heart pumping. You could just stay home and find some Youtube video to follow along with. Or maybe you should just invest in a Peleton.

You turn listlessly as you grip your phone, eyeing the racks of weight from baby-sized to shoulder-dislocating. What kind of masochist lifts those blocky atrocities? You'll stick to the small ones. Maybe they have something less than a pound.

A pert blonde grips the rails of a step machine as she climbs, her pony tail wagging back and forth with her efforts. Her cheeks are flushed but she's not slowing down. You can't imagine you could do it for more than a minute. Exactly why you wanted a trainer to act as a safety net between you and your own ignorance.

You shift on your heel as you sense movement but disappointment once more has you looking away. It's not your trainer. The guy could probably show you a thing or two, given his bulging arms and the weight belt around his stomach, but no, Melody is late and you're starting to get annoyed. You paid extra just so you didn't die in a treadmill accident and now you're here, eyes popping like a deranged bird as you quork at every noise.

"Excuse me," the deep voice startles you as you consider hitting cancel on the app and fleeing for your life.

You turn and face the man. He's even bigger closer up. His dark hair curls are swiped away from his forehead, and his bright eyes beam down at you as he holds a large reuseable water bottle from a single finger. The cleft in his chin makes it seem that even his face is padded with muscle.

"Oh, am I in your way?" You realise you're hanging out in front of the dumb bells.

"No, uh, you don't happen to be..." he says your name and you frown.

"Yeah, that's me," you answer dumbly, "do I know you?"

"Didn't you get the notification? Melody's got an emergency so we were paired up," he says, "beginner, right?"

"That easy to guess?" You scoff, "uh, no I didn't see the message," you drop your shoulders.

"Ah, not what you expected," he gives a light chuckle, "sorry, I know I'm not as pretty as Mel--"

"Look, I don't want to make this awkward, but I requested a female trainer," you wet your lips with your tongue as the heat gathers in your face, "not that I don't think you know what you're doing but it's more a... comfort thing, you know?"

"Sure, I get it," He looks down at you with an easy smile. Jesus Christ, you didn't think they built people this big. "No hard feelings. You can reschedule on the app with Mel and I won't even charge the cancel fee."

You nod and lift your phone. A pang of guilt tickles your stomach and you sigh as you drop your hand. You tilt your chin up to look at him, "I'm here, alright? If I don't start today, I don't think I'll come back and I spent too much on this get-up."

"So you're up for it?" He arches a brow.

"I can try," you shrug, "but no promises."

"Alright, uh," he glances around then his eyes crawl up and down your body. You take a step back and try to hide your stomach behind your arms, "you got any water handy? You gotta stay hydrated."

"Oh, shit," you cringe as you let out the profanity, "I left it in the change room, can I--" You nod past him.

"Sure thing, I'll wait here," he says.

You quickly brush by him and hurry past the weight racks and treadmills. It feels like it takes forever to get to the locker room and by the time you return with your neon yellow bottle, you're already out of breath. Clark waits patiently as stands on the mats, his bottle a few feet away from his treads.

You set yours down and move stiffly to stand across from him, "okay, ready."

"Right, stretches," he claps his large hand and you can't help but watch his large fingers. It's like a joke, they replaced Melody with this behemoth, as if to remind you of how pathetic you are, "arms."

He guides you in the motions, one you recognise from gym class all those years ago. You didn't like it then and you definitely don't like it now as you put on a show for the whole gym. As you touch your toes you groan and your leg shakes as the burning zap pings through your hip. You hiss and make yourself stand straight, bracing your lower back.

"You okay?" He asks, moving easily as you hunch slightly.

"Yeah, my hip--" You gasp as your leg buckles and you nearly collapse, "fuck."

"Hey, take a seat," he grabs your elbow gently and leads you over to an empty weight bench. You sit before you can wilt entirely and he steps back to look down at you with hands at the top of his shorts. "You got hip problems?"

"Yeah, sort of," you sigh, "I put it on my profile. Locks up and all that."

"Gee, I must have missed that," he says as he turns and marches over to retrieve your bottle, then his. He squats down as he offers you yours, meeting your eye level as you accept it, "last minute change and all."

"It's fine, I know my limits and they're not very far," you untwist the cap of your bottle as his cheek dimples, "what?"

"Nothing," he shakes his head and stands, turning to sit beside you. "I tend to push limits, you know, so you lucked out."

"Great," you grumble, "well, I think the term is 'throw in the towel', the towel's tossed. It's on the floor."

"Come on," he nudges you and mindlessly rubs the top of his tank, his fingers grazing the tuft of hair peeking out above his broad pecks, "we'll take it easy, work up to it. But your hip, that looks like a therapy issue."

"Oh?"

"Oh," he counters, "lucky again," he smirks, "I do therapeutic work. If you don't mind, I can do some proper exercises and see if that helps out. No extra charge."

"I don't know, that's... too nice."

"We'll make a deal of it," he says, "I'll do the therapy and you show up every week."

"Hmm, well..."

"Unless you prefer Melody," he shows his palm, "your choice but I know she's only really does cardio and yoga and with your hip, you won't keep up."

"I can't keep up with standing," you mutter and he laughs. "For how long?"

"Well, you should make it a permanent thing," he advises gently, "but I'll settle for six months. For now."

You look up at him and lean back, rubbing your hip as you grimace, "I don't think I have a choice."

🏋‍♂️

The weeks go by but not easily. As much as your body needs to adjust to your new regimen, you need to adjust to your trainer. Clark is exactly as he promised, relentless. Your weekly sessions have become two or three a week. He made 'no' the only impossibility.

The persistent pain in your hips is mostly subsided, though new aches form in your muscles after each session. If this is what it costs to be healthy, you're not sure it's worth it. Still, he uses the app to its complete potential, sending you reminders to stretch and get in your steps, even going so far as to have you track your meals. Yeah, he wasn't impressed with your late night kitkats.

That day, you puff out as you finish your last rep and fall back on the mat, catching yourself on the hell of your hands. You try to catch your breath as Clark pulls up his shirt to wipe the sweat from his brow, exposing the muscles above the vee of his pelvis, his shorts low on his hips. You can't help a glance at your own pudgy tummy and the extra jiggle on your thighs. After all this and you're still a troll.

"Well," you sit forward and reach for your water, "this was hell. Thank you."

"You're doing good," he offers his hand and lifts you to your feet, so easily you nearly leave the mat entirely, "lookin' better by the day."

"You don't have to lie," you fan yourself.

"And you don't have to shoot down every compliment," he chides, "go on, cool down. You earned it… and you can treat yourself to a carb."

"Thanks," you shake your head and begin your usual routine. He steps away and takes his phone from his arm band, "you got someone else after this?"

"No," he furrows his brows at his phone, "just canceled."

"Damn," you bend forward into a fan and grunt.

"Be careful," he's near you in a flash, "go slow." He frames your hips with his hands and you flinch, holding back a gasp. "You're gonna ruin all my hard work."

He squeezes before he lets go and you mumble an apology before pushing yourself up. You go into a lunge and peek over at him as he walks a circle around you, taking measure of your form.

"You sure your hip's okay?" He asks.

"Yeah, I feel fine," you squint at him, "what's up? Am I doing something wrong?"

"I mean, I think there's something off," he taps his chin and stops, looking around your butt with crooked grin, "a tear maybe."

"What are you?" You reach back as you feel along your hip and you notice how the fabric feels slacker along your ass. You reach further and follow the rip in the seam at the center of your cheeks, exposing the white cotton panties with tiny pink hearts beneath, "oh my god."

You cover yourself with both hands and blanch, "how long–"

He tilts his head and looks to the ceiling, "they're cute, I didn't wanna say anything. Besides, you were in the zone."

"Jeez, okay, well I'm done for the day, I'll be sore," you snip, "oh my goddddd."

You grab your water bottle and hold it behind you as you rush away.

"Alright, well, have a good one," he calls behind you wistfully, "I think Lululemons having a sale right now."

"Quiet," you stomp away and scurry down the hall as you hear his rumbling laughter.

You get to the locker room and only realise then how empty the gym is. Clark noticed how often you got distracted by other, fitter gym goers and recommended the less busy times for your sessions. You were thankful but now it's kind of eerie.

You put your bottle on the bench and pull out your bag. You take your street clothes and resign yourself to stinking them up and showering at home. You pull of your damp shirt and peel away your split leggings, morning the seam as you look to see how big it is.

The door opens suddenly and you look up as Clark appears around the bricked divider. You cry out and try to cover yourself as his shoes squeak to a halt. He hides his eyes behind his hand as he raises your phone in the other.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want you to leave before I got here–"

"Maybe knock?" You scramble to pull your shirt back on, "call through the door or something."

"Sorry, I…" he parts his fingers and you snarl, "take it."

"Stop looking!" You storm towards him and snatch your phone. "Jesus, as if it's not hard enough being here…"

You grumble as you go back around the bench and drop the phone on your gym bag. He doesn't move, your anger peaking at his lingering, and you look up at him as you open the denim. He stares blatantly as you steam and fumble to get dressed.

"Clark!" You bark, "go."

He doesn't move. His eyes cling to you, falling down to your thighs as he lets out a shuddering breath and runs his hand up the front of his shirt. His lips part as he steps closer, his silence prickling along your neck.

"Clark," you utter in confusion, his blue eyes dilated and dark, "what–"

"You shouldn't hide," his voice grits dangerously as he stops at the other side of the bench. You’re frozen as you clutch the jeans tightly, too afraid to move, his gaze like a predator's; unbreakable.

"Please, just go," you whisper.

"I can't," he shifts to the side as you try to go towards the door, moving the other way as you attempt that.

You sway back and forth as he mirrors you. In that moment, his size is more obvious than ever. You gulp and step back against the lockers.

"Clark, you're scaring me," you hug your jeans and bat your lashes.

His hand spreads across his chest as he inhales, tasting the air as his nostrils flare, and slowly he descends his touch. You squeak as you see the twitch in his shorts right before he grips it. He lets out a quaking growl and tilts his head, cracking it as he bares his teeth.

"I know," he sneers as he rubs himself through his shorts, "come get it before I come get you."

#clark kent #dark clark kent #dark!clark kent #clark kent x reader #drabble #ask drabble #dc #dcu #superman #au

[eggmacguffin]

tired of these trim muscular petite michaelangelo's david looking clark kents. give him some width. give him some meat

he's supposed to look like a farmboy, not a personal trainer >:(

#no more skinny little superman. lois & clark take me back #to delete #emily PLEASE go study for your test

[simply-ellas-stuff]

My thoughts on Zack Snyder's Justice League because I watched it

The opening sequence, bc even tho the repeated scream audio was stuipid this opening was better

The new meeting between batman and Aquaman - that drawing on the wall in the og was unnecessary

Diana's extra badassery

The design of Stephen Wolf, because now he actually looks scaryish

The Queens emotions about losing her sisters of Themyscira - QUEENS DON'T JUST SEND THEIR PEOPLE INTO BATTLE EMOTIONLESSLY THESE SCENES WERE NEEDED - FUCK

THE BIGGER WITH IN THEMYSCIRA WHY THE FUCK DID THEY CUT THAT OUT?! - oh right, its because the previous director is sexist as fuck,

Stephen Wolf's Daddy Issues because that's fucking hilarious

Bruce explaining his want to find everyone bc of his promise

The close up on the fly things because that actually made it scary

THE FUCKING LIGHTING CEREMONY IN THEMESCERIA HOLY MOTHER FUCKING SHIT

Diana's extra badassery after getting the Arrow because WHY THE FUCK WAS THAT CUT?! This explains SO MUCH about how Diana knows SO MUCH about a time she wasn't alive in and I have NO FUCKING CLUE why it was cut!?

Arthur Curry is a Stripper - Confirmed!

Arthur and his trainer talking, but idfk why they kept the bubble thing Although I do like that they clarify that it's not just Mera who can do that bubble thingy

The scene between Stephen Wolf and the stone-wall dude person was cool and it explained why Stephen Wolf was so desperate

Zeus, Ares, and Artemis prepped for battle along with Poseidon in the flashback was FUCKING AWESOME!!! Diana's Aunt as well, the shows of the Green Lanterns, and the ring returning to the planet [Although they should've named Artemis, bc she can easily be mistaken for Athena - Also; Artemis' roman equivalent in the goddess Diana ]

Darkseid being in the flashback, which explains a lot

The Gods vs Darkseid was FUCKING AWESOME

Barry's awkward rambling after running into Iris

ALSO IRIS FUCKING WEST!!!

The Big Belly Burger Reference, nicely done

My dad says Iris' car is beautiful

BARRY SAVED IRIS BITCHES

The slow-mo crash gave me anxiety

My dad says, "I know you got all the time in the world but c'mon this is ridiculous" about that scene then "That beautiful car..."

THE SCENE WITH STEPHEN WOLF AND THE ALTLANTIAN MAKES EVERYTHING MAKE SO MUCH MORE SENSE BECAUSE HOW THE FUCK DID STEPHEN WOLF KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THE MOTHER BOX IN ATLANTIS

Do. Not. Make. Diana. And. Bruce. Romantic. Don't. Fucking. Do. It.

The use of slow-mo is kind of redundant

Victor being fucking AMAZING even tho he's getting in trouble at school

Victor and Mama's discussion gives some life to the 2-Dlike Cyborg from the og movie, WHY THE FUCK WAS IT CUT?!

Victor's inner-world where he's still fully human

Barry being sarcastic as fuck towards his father lmfao

"Very attractive Jewish boy"

The reference to Grodd YAAAAAAAS

I still hate that Barry's lightning is blue and not red

The explanation of the Speedforce and Snacks

"What are your super powers again?" "I'm Rich" Still one of the best lines

I love Diana's shirt in the scene with Alfred

"Looks like you have a date, Ms. Prince" lmfao - Unless his name is Steve, I doubt it

I feel like Victor and Diana would be a good brother/sister duo, ngl

Burying the fucking box at your mothers grave was the stupidest shit I have ever fucking seen Victor.

COMMISIONER GORDON HELL YES

Barry's utter fail at being normal around Diana

The underwater click-like dolphin speak was cool, but still kinda dumb knowing that later Aquaman speaks underwater just fine - ngl

Nice Liquidkinetics, Mera. Amber you're still a cunt.

Also, Mera says her parents died - Wasn't her father alive in Aquaman??

Victor seeing the bat-signal explains how he knew how to find them, honest

The badass entry of Bruce, Diana, and Barry makes me laugh

Barry is far too close to Bruce

Victor scared Barry LMFAOOOO

If Victor's father is the head of STAR Labs where the fuck is Harrison Wells?????

THEY LEFT BARRY BEHIND, ASSHOLES

Diana's annoyance at Barry running ahead is such a Mom thing

Stephen using the bug thing makes SO MUCH MORE SENSE

Diana trying to make a plan and it getting ruined fits with the exasperated Mom theme she's got going on.

THE SONG HEN DIANA GOES AGAINST STEPHEN WOLF, THE FUCKING VOCALS ALONG MAKE ME HYPE AS SHIIIIIIIIT

"I Belong To No One" I FUCKING LOVE IT

HEEEEEEEEELL of a push Barry lmfaooo

"Thank you Alfred" "Don't mention it" Mans is bored of your shit

"Sword Lady" LMFAOOOOOOO

Diana's x-move thing against Stephen Wolf YAAAAAAAAS BITCH

Diana saving Barry's ass - Accurate!

Victor taking over the Crawler makes more sense this way, honest

OKAY YOU AN ACTUALLY SEE AQUAMAN IN THE WATER AND IT MAKES IT MAKE SO MUCH MORE SENSE

That jump onto the crawler was smooth as fuck Diana!

Stephen Wolf getting visions from the boxes also explains a lot about some shit

"I know the requirements, I wrote them" Suuuuuuubtle lmfaoo

Victor brining the box them also fits better

Why is this Stone looking mother fucker speaking Latin?

Hello Darkseid, you look particularly dramatic this evening

Victor's explaining how he knows about the box makes a lot of sense, why was this cut again??

Actually explaining the fucking Mother Box was Helpful

Mrs. Kent and Lois having a heart to heart holy shiiiit

Martha talking about how Clark's death was drowned out by Superman's - wooow

WHAT THE FUCK IS WITH MARTHA'S EYES IS THAT J'ONN J'ONZZ?! THATS THE MARTIAN MANHUNTER HOLY FUCK IT'S J'ONN J'ONZZ

Ironic that Ezra-Flash's hero is Superman while Grant Gustin's hero is superman lmfao

Diana and Arthur chatting was cute, the quote was awesome and the Atlantians totally copped that quote from the Amazonians

Alfred being a sarcastic fuck is my favorite

Alfred being the voice of reason, as always

Arthur helping Barry pick a hat is AMAZING

Diana telling the boys to change, mom or big sister?? lmfaoo

Barry's social awkwardness gives me second hand embarrassment

This little infiltration arc makes SO MUCH more fucking sense

Every one being suited up and triggering the alarm is amazing

Mr. Stone fucking trusting his son is my faaaaaavorite

THE SUITS ACTIVATED AND CAME OUT WHEN CLARK WAS MOVED PAST THEM DUDE WTF

IS LOIS PREGNANT?!?!?!

Barry looks like he's about to throw up

BARRY HAS ALREADY TIME TRAVELLED THAT LINE SHOULDVE BEEN KEPT IN

Arthur being antsy about not doing the resurrection makes so much sense

VICTOR SEEING A POSSIBLE FUTURE IS THE BEST SHIT

I love vision-Diana's Norse burial

EVIL VISION-SUPERMAN DUDE CMON

THE MISUNDERSTANDING MAKES THIS WORSE AND BETTER AT THE SAME TIME

HE REVERSED TIME WHEN HE RESURRECTED SUPERMAN WHAAAAAAAAT

The Military arriving was a sensible addition

The fancy ass dramatic ass arrival of Aquaman, Wonder Woman, Flash, and Cyborg when Superman gets to the monument is hilarious

Victor loosing control is the woooooorst

The Lasso of Truth almost got through to him but he's a stubborn fuck

Superman functioning in Flashtime is something I will never understand

Yeah lets shoot at the guy whose indestructible, right

"you should probably move" LMFAOOOO

Batman v. Superman part 2 insert eye roll here

headbutts like children - and that's cheating on the playground Clark.

Heat vision makes so much more sense than "do you bleed?"

Lois coming in cluuuuutch

I like Lois' appearance better than Alfred bringing her, it fits Lois better

Arthur and Barry now have rivalry lmfaooo

Mr. Stone being obsessed with the mother box is annoying as fuck

Mr. Stone is an idiot and he should've fucking left the box alone

That was a horrible death why was that necessary?!

Arthur being a pessimist in this movie is honestly hilarious, tho why is he anti-love??

Barry being surprised at Batman's richness is never not funny

"I'll take that as a yes" okay Clark, don't show off

IS LOIS PREGNANT OR NOT?!

"Its really me Ma" Best scene of the whole fucking movie

Barry and Arthur heart-to -heart "I thought you didn't car" "I never said that" BUILD THIS FRIENDSHIP

BRUCE TELLS DIANA OF THE VISION

Bruce talking about faith never bodes well

THE QUEEN LOOKS BEAUTIFUL

"uh with the power of love" "Barry" LMFAOOOOOO

THE KRYPTONIAN SUITS LOOK AMAZING

Since when does Superman have Geokinesis??

I LOVE HOW BOTH OF HIS FATHERS ARE TALKING TO HIM I FUCKING LOVE IT

THE SUIT UP SCENE ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME IT LOOKS AWESOME

"just have to knock a little louder" Well, that's one way to knock Bruce

Nice crash boy

Straight up sounded like "Loud and queer" lmfaoooo

Diana leading the teeeeeeeaaaam Hell Yes!

I do miss the "I think we're all gonna die" lasso-Arthur scene tho. it was stupid - but funny.

DIANA COMING IN FOR THAT SLICE AND DICE BAYBEEEEY

THE TEAM SHOOOOT YES totally taken from Marvel but fuck did it look good

"you really are out of your mind" says the idiot who talks to fish

"not done yet" vs "your welcome" I like the second one better

Glorious hair Arthur lmfaoo

Fucking chair eject

NICE SHISH-KA-BOB ARTHUR FUCK

Alfred doesn't even fucking blink when Clark arrives

ARTHURS TRIDENT DOES THE WAVY THING ON LAND TOO BROOOO

Oh yeah, step back for the demi-god princess

DONT PISS OFF DIANA AND DO NOT USE HER FAMILY TO FUCK WITH HER IT NEVER ENDS WELL

The familiar flash buildup power ring will never not make me happy

Daaaaaayum Diana!!

Nice catch Arthur

Diana knows her mother and sisters are alive bc they sent the arrow to her, so why is he even trying it??

NICE SAVE SUPERMAN!!

"Not impressed" Smooooooth

THAT FINAL BATTLE IS FUCKING AWESOME

TIME TRAVEL

BADASS DIANA WITH THAT DEPCAPITATION

You sent Today at 5:44 PM

Them all standing there was straight up "Fuck with us, I dare you"

The epilogue was great but that dream was confusing, are we doing Alt-universe shit??

MARTIAN MOTHER FUCKING MANHUNTER BITCHEEEEEEEEEEZZ

IS LOIS PREGNANT OR NOT?!

#Justice League #Justice League Snyder Cut #Snyder Cut

[archadianskies]

Captain Allen Appreciation Week Day 3: Coffee

→ part of A/9 on Ao3

They know his name is David and his usual order is a venti triple shot long black with a pump of caramel. That’s it, that’s all they officially know about him. 

Physically they know he has olive green eyes, a Clark Kent jawline and though he has dark hair when he’s sporting a little weekend scruff there’s some salt and pepper going on. If he’s got time to stay and read, he sports a pair of reading glasses. 

His manners are impeccable, he knows all their names and always has a dashing smile for them. It’s no surprise everyone’s a little bit in love with David.

“You’ve been here a month now, and you’ve served him what, at least ten times?”

“Oh she wishes she’d served him-”

“Shut up!” 

“What do you think he does for a living?” Her manager prompts, arms crossed over his chest as he nods in David’s direction, the man walking across their line of sight outside before turning the corner.

“College professor?” She hazards a guess. “He seems like a guy who teaches Humanities. Or Literature.”

“I think he’s a personal trainer. You haven’t been here that long but in the summer? You’re going to see him come in a shirt and honey are you in for a treat.” Her colleague snorts back a laugh.

“Lachlan thinks he’s either an author or a journalist.” Her manager adds, before shrugging. “I think he’s a CIA agent. He gives off those ‘harmless but not actually harmless’ vibes. Plus he pays great attention to detail; remembers all our names, remembers even the most boring tidbits we mention.”

“He could just be really nice!” She protests. 

“Or both. I’d love for it to be both.” 

*~*

It’s a beautiful day in late Spring, with the sun out and the breeze finally lacking Winter’s chill. She sees David walk by the window and she can’t help but smooth her apron and thank her luck she’s the one closest to the registers. Pivoting briefly to hand her colleague a spare tea towel, she turns back to find him in front of her.

“Hi David.” 

“Good morning Kelly.” He smiles and she feels her heart leap into her throat. Oh god. Weekend scruff. Reading glasses in the breast-pocket of his button down. “I’ll have the usual, please.”

“Of course sir.” She rings up the amount and plucks up a venti cup, scribbling down the side before reaching over to pass it down the line.

“Will you be a good girl for daddy?” His tone is stern, his voice an octave lower. Heat pools in her cheeks.

“Uh-um- yes?” She squeaks, absolutely certain she’s bright red. When she turns back he’s holding a puppy in his arms. Oh god. Is there an option for employee termination to be literal?

“This is Rosie.” David announces with a proud grin. 

“O-oh! Oh!” She gasps, reaching across to let the pup sniff her fingers before mussing between her ears fondly. “German Shepherd?”

“Yes, ten weeks old.” He crinkles his nose as Rosie licks his chin, laughing softly and holding her a little lower so she can’t reach. “My baby girl.”

“She’s adorable!” Her cheeks hurt from smiling, and is there anything hotter than a hot guy with a cute puppy? She’s yet to discover otherwise. He taps his phone to the terminal before heading to the other end of the counter to wait for his coffee, blissfully unaware a good portion of the cafe is making desperate heart eyes at him. 

A shame she’s not an android like Lachlan and can’t record this memory and replay it over and over whenever she wants. That’s alright. She looks over and Lachlan winks at her discreetly. He’ll send her the file later, surely. It’s what good co-workers do, right? 

“Here you go David, and a little something for Rosie too.” The android smiles, offering a small espresso cup with lactose-free milk foam. 

“Look baby girl, something for you too.” David gasps as Rosie wriggles excitedly in his arms. “Thanks Lachlan.”

“Not at all, sir. This is actually a bribe.” Lachlan grins, laughing in delight as Rosie sticks her nose into the small cup. “In the hopes little Rosie accompanies you often.”

“Oh you don’t need to bribe me for that to happen.” David laughs, kissing the top of the pup’s head as she licks her mouth clumsily to try and clean the last of the foam away. His phone buzzes insistently in his pocket, and he sets Rosie down by his feet, leash looped around his wrist as he answers the call. 

“Allen.” David Allen? Is Allen a surname? His second name? His first, but he prefers his second name David? “On my way.” His whole expression changes and it seems like an entirely different person is standing there. “Thanks again, guys.” David manages, smile small and nowhere near as bright as he scoops up Rosie, grabs his cup and hurries out of the store. 

“CIA agent it is.” Her manager whistles low as they watch David vanish around the corner.

*~*~*

Captain Allen is known for his firm, unwavering leadership, his strict work ethos, and his loyalty to his team. He is known to be a self-sufficient man, neat and orderly, with a wardrobe to match. The man who rushes into Central Station certainly looks nothing like the Captain Allen she is accustomed to, not with the way he’s dressed in a Henley and dark jeans, nor the stubble on his cheeks and jawline, and certainly not the puppy tucked under one arm.

“Stephanie I’m so sorry I just got called in, can you mind Rosie until we’re back? Has Caleb arrived?” He looks harried, hair wind-tousled and she figures if he were an android his LED would be spinning yellow. She leans over the counter to accept the squirming German Shepherd, giggling when she nips at her chin. “Of course, Captain. Caleb arrived three minutes ago and is gearing up with the others.”

“Thank you.” He nods, darting through the security gates.

“Well now little Miss Rosie.”  Stephanie sits the pup on her lap. “Looks like you’re stuck here with us girls!”

*~*

Of course he’s called in when he made plans to have no plans at all. Introduce Rosie to his local Starbucks, buy a coffee and go for a walk. That’s it. The rest of the day would’ve involved whatever crossed his mind until Caleb was to meet with him in the early afternoon. He got as far as introducing Rosie and buying a coffee, which he’d then downed in record time in the taxi. So much for a relaxing morning. 

“Rosie?” Caleb frowns, pausing as he pulls the chest plate over his head. 

“With Stephanie until we get back.” David opens his locker beside him, tugging the shirt off over his head and reaching for the underarmour inside. “So much for our nice day huh?”

“It can still be nice.” The RK900 says lightly, and David can feel his eyes on him, watching him shuck off the jeans in favour of pulling on the standard black trousers. “Just postponed for a little while.”

“We owe Steph a large Tearium when we get back.” David says, knowing the android will note that as an objective. 

“And the two of us can have a proper drink at the cafe afterward.” Caleb nods with a small smile. “Without rushing.”

“Alright.” David sighs, already longing for that soft, lazy promised afternoon as he smooths his hair back in preparation for his helmet. “Alright everyone let’s get this shitshow over with.”

#captain allen #rk900 #Detroit: Become Human #allenappreciation #allen appreciation #allen900 #st300 #annie writes: dbh #o captain my captain #it's me i am kelly at starbucks crushing on the hot man with a puppy

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Combat Training Is Not Optional

by FabulaRasa1

Batman may be the worst personal trainer ever. Or the best, as the new Green Lantern discovers

Words: 20024, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: DCU

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Kyle Rayner, Dick Grayson, Wally West

Relationships: Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Kyle Rayner/Bruce Wayne

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/45394444

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the dark knight #the cape crusader #gotham #dc universe #ao3 #ao3feed